This is a song about "Song chours"

You know i am not gon stop

Release the song, cash the lot

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

You seen me evolve more with each song

Everyday a star is born

"you already wrote the gay song

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Picturein your smile while writin this song.

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

I'm inventing my own song.

Ha, and the bitches all gone

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

You're listening to this song

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone