This is a song about "Strange music"

Hard to make it in music/

Killing these niggas off quick

Mirror mirror on the wall

Strange fruition, must i remind y'all,

In the midst of a fire pit

I just wanna make music,

"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Knowing when its over blastin music

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

You make elevator music

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

Yeah, i'm close minded, and never gon' change