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

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

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

Hittin' curbs and blastin' erick sermon drunk off english bourbon

Knb is that your name that sounds like the kkk the generic version,

That song you just wrote it was nothing at all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

She's every love song that i love singing

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

There'd still be niggas out killing

She's every love song that i love singing

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

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

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

Well alright yo, that shit sounds nice

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice