This is a song about "Slayin studio"

I'll even wait for the studio audience to applaud [cheers]

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Run through there studio all there proucts are snapping if they want to start

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Come at me im sick of studio gangster thinking there music is whats happening

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

You find me in the studio

Double m g forever though