This is a song about "Strange music prison"

Music is money, money isn't music

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Track 10.) strange fruition (strange fruition)

Me and my microphone could be one

From hell your out of prison

No more prison and cells

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

I may be strange, and a little different

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Strange fruition, must i remind y'all,