This is a song about "The radio"

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Turn the radio up and we can have a good time

Everybody outside on the porch,radio blasting neighbors telling us to turn it down

That i was thinkin' about writin' about, but my stream of thoughts crowded around

So tell me who is to blame, maybe the news or the radio

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

On the radio, that's my favorite song

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Turnin up that radio

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

I admit, i ran to the radio station hoping they would play my song to the whole damn nation

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

So ray j went straight to the radio station

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

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow