This is a song about "Singing"

They cringin at the singing i deliver

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Is that they got you singing along with them,

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

This is my ambition

Singing and swinging been

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Exploring ourselves, learning, painting, and singing

Dc ain't been this hot since ronald reagan made a killing

Bun b, i’m underground king

But thats what im singing

Or the way u live, like everyday is the fuckin end, (singing)

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring