This is a song about "Records"

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill

I've been prosecuted for terror because my minds sick and ill/

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Death row and other evil records use lethal methods

And ask to see his tax records, they'll make you bound to walk,

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Check my records, i killed every single fucking objector!

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better

Rappers i look up to they got records, i'mma break that shit

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Didn't even care whether it's summer or blistering cold , platinum records were getting sold

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

First off congratulations on the win

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records