This is a song about "The song"

On the radio, that's my favorite song

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

Release the song, cash the lot

I gotta know if it's real or not

I know my daddy gone

Hope you enjoyed the song

You know i wrote this song for the many crustaceans

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

All the people gather into a crowd and sing a song

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Balling like lebron.in the club them hoes be dancing to my song.

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

I write this song to light the

Just a little nigga