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

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

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

I think that song was a lever

I'm gettin discouraged with her

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Chill ass song, bring all that heat

The revolution will proceed

And my only fear's a wedding ring

She's every love song that i love singing

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

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

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

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