This is a song about "Something that rhymes with magic"

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

I ain't that smooth ass nigga with them rhymes that flow like silk.

I'll be your student loan girl you ain't heard nothing

Get some real rhymes and actually come up with something,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Rhymes aren't purr fect but that comes with practice,

Usin magic trickery that increases my victory,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Make you lose reputation with my skilful black magic

Or let the mob handle that

So you wanna play with magic?

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Hit me with those lame ass rhymes that are off topic

My rhymes and style are so defined/ that i could make her cling to me with little time//

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine