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

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

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

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Detected fools that create titles for trials

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

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

She's every love song that i love singing

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

Closest thing you get to rap is listening to that song

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

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

Well alright yo, that shit sounds nice

I used to have a nine to five