This is a song about "Songs"

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

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

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

From punky little songs for competition

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

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

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Your songs are so fuckin lame

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

I could barely write these songs

Songs all about bitches tits.

Jumped off the porch when i was like six