This is a song about "Songs"

And getting songs signed by minors

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Writing love songs that'll get you a tour

Make a freak whore, detour

I could barely write these songs

Shots, they back and forth

Your songs are so fuckin lame

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

They say the money talks and bullshit walks