This is a song about "Song about hugo"

For the intoxicating lyrical content of my song,

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

Can barely finish a song

Hope you enjoyed the song

Looking so damn right you're wrong

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

// this song is all about the inequality in the world

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

This is the end of my fucking song

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

You seen me evolve more with each song