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

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

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

That sounds more like josef on any given night.

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

But don't fall asleep

Chill ass song, bring all that heat

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Detected fools that create titles for trials

She's every love song that i love singing

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

That song you just wrote it was nothing at all

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

It's funny how it sounds you bars are lighter than a ounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds