This is a song about "Starting a band"

Starting blowing breezy

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Snap back at trapped rats like i'm an elastic band,

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Starting in yo possession think it's time for a lesson

Cause, i need that one good time

I'm starting to seem fine,

I think i'm starting to get tired, let me wake up dink a couple energy drinks and get wired

Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin outlawzbefore i leave, make sure everybody heard

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

Seems like you're starting drama

Got a killer flow from the llama

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

I sound like a whole fuckin band, cuz im using my mic for slayin against the army of dike.