This is a song about "Singing"

Hey your honor, is you kidding

Ringing digging singing

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

But thats what im singing

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

Singing to a man while they played piano

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Laylow, laylow singing para siempre for life.

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

No one notice your plight

And i'll be singing through the night.

Hitting the singing feather

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her