This is a song about "Relaxing instrumental music"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

They say that karats help your vision

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

(jump in a 20 secs into instrumental, right as snare kicks off)

He's mental on any instrumental

You all niggas ain't even on my level

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Play this like a the devil's instrumental.

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

As i sit here wishing for those relaxing dreams,

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets