This is a song about "Thorn trade radio"

Turn off the radio

That's why they can't mess up my flow

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

Listen to the radio huh never mind,

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

The duration of my waves from the stereos and radio,

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

And i could see you coming home after work late

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade