This is a song about "Songs"

I could barely write these songs

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Fuck, my flow is gettin to low too slow even for my songs,

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

Your songs are so fuckin lame

Floor seats at that wizards game

Penncounting pennys over tha years

And getting songs signed by minors

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs