This is a song about "U got no rhythm"

Blessed spittinn /expressed rhythm

Magic city tipping them

And if u tryna sip then u kno i got the lean

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

Must be the trust that no one has for u

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

But she forgot about the golden rule

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

I got rhythm and flow and the syncopation

So these correctionals ain't for rehabilitation

Now u want me no more

Up in my new two door