This is a song about "Songs"

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

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

And getting songs signed by minors

Talking of the gods you serve

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Or perhaps you'll be the prick to judge my songs,

Writing love songs that'll get you a tour

Make a freak whore, detour

Just here to rap them songs

Huh, a metaphor of course

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

People dislike my stance, the lyrics in songs,

Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?

There's nothing man made than can make it just you