This is a song about "Tv"

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Just keep them out of my basement and away from the tv

And a hi-hat made of plastic, nigga's sound is elastic

Flip on yah tv and all you gonna get is static

Because the baller lifestyles were all they showed on tv screens,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

It's all she knows

Those late night tv shows

We're stupid and confused, blow the fuse on the tv screen,

We self-made but never is an i on the team

See my self on the tv screen/

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Picked up the tape, the whole tv too

I wanna be next to you

Those i looked up to on tv, right now they're beneath me

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready