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

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

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

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

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

Listen to that nigga lil wayne he sounds retarded

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

You're a faggot that stays basic in every song

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Well alright yo, that shit sounds nice

She's every love song that i love singing

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

Detected fools that create titles for trials

We vegetables, on them record labels