This is a song about "Vocal music"

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Stress is building up, anxiety's in my vocal chords,

Eatin niggas, killin niggas, makin dope music.

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Rip out your vocal cord till you can't rap no more

That makes y'all target practice for their vocal automatics so

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Got the passion for the music

Making dollar bills out of music

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

And rip out your vocal cords, and then disconnect your spinal cords,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music