This is a song about "Shitty magic tricks"

Let me rideuntil i get free

You be rocken swag like shitty

And also know some dj'ing tricks.

Cdg shit match my kicks

Fuck up opportunities watch them disappear like magic

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Do have my own little tricks

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Yea you bout to taste the magic

Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic