This is a song about "U2 songs of innocence"

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

It appears in your unwitty songs

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

Huh, a metaphor of course

Your innocence, give me the key to your innocence

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

I could barely write these songs

And of course, my car's off course

Give me the key to your innocence

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Perfect mix of songs over the illest beats, both old school classic tracks

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Your innocence, so give me the key

Cause all i want is you, baby

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

Run a cartel like a real rick ross