This is a song about "Strings"

Lyrics i hurl and swing with no strings attached

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Since they pullin' our strings like gepetto it's fine,

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

I think i'm seein' angel strings, my god! my brain is best soakin'!//

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

They are an illuminati puppet, being pulled on their strings,

Industry and the strings attached to yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Demagogues up top pullin' strings instead

And please never disrespect my set