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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Closest thing you get to rap is listening to that song

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Well alright yo, that shit sounds nice

How do you think that sounds when they turn on and listen,

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Yo this sounds better than that sucker dre ya,

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

I think that song was a lever

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

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

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

She's every love song that i love singing

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening