This is a song about "Um on it"

Set it on fire watch it burn

Guess i see it's my turn

Forget about it, blame it on the alzheimer's

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

To take your vibe and shit on it, and spit on it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

My tracks stuck on replay, your button got dust on it

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

The master of this rap shit

Hold on,let me watch it

I did it... its on me...

And now that i’m getting money

Roses by the dozen, everyday i'm hustling

(plexus) "um not to scare you or nothing