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

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

That song you just wrote it was nothing at all

She's every love song that i love singing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

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

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

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

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Detected fools that create titles for trials

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

She's every love song that i love singing

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Now that it's on the track i guess it sounds pretty sick

That sounds more like josef on any given night.

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right