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

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

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

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

I wake up in the mornin grab that bong and write that song.

Pushing daises for cranking that music sounds crazy though.

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

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

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

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

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

That song you just wrote it was nothing at all

Ya'll wife and white knight her

I think that song was a lever