This is a song about "The mash theme song"

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Your legacy remains in the song, remember this

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

It'll be done before the tearing end of the song.

For the intoxicating lyrical content of my song,

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Splice and mash, bite the cash, imagine if all rap was wack,

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

"you already wrote the gay song

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

And then the box plays my favorite b.o.b. song,

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

You need to keep the lights on, do what you have to, move to the beat of rocky theme song

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long