This is a song about "Song titles that are sounds"

And there are many things, that those titles bring, has you feeling you're

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Well alright yo, that shit sounds nice

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

And leave you dead and gone like that t.i and timberlake song

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

Closest thing you get to rap is listening to that song

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

And maybe they just hear somethin' that just sounds wrong,

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

That song you just wrote it was nothing at all

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating