This is a song about "Singing l"

Hitting the singing feather

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

And i'll be singing through the night.

She just keeps singing rappin and rhyming

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Ringing digging singing

Hoping that he's listening

Yea, i been humble too long

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song