This is a song about "The radio"

My ambition to blow

Hear me on the radio

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Kill the radio, till i gotta win a grammy

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Listen to the radio huh never mind,

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Or on the radio, i was ticked off, angry, rightfully maybe so,

I'mma do this fast or slow

Turnin up that radio

Make your parents change the radio station

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Playing the simple minded that's blinded by the pearly gates,

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves