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

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

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

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

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

That song you just wrote it was nothing at all

She's every love song that i love singing

And getting money is the song i sing

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

Closest thing you get to rap is listening to that song

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone