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

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

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

I think that song was a lever

She should have invited her

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

You get whip lash from the sounds of my rhymes that i flash.

She's every love song that i love singing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

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

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

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