This is a song about "Vocals"

Vocals release shells like automatics

She likes the way it hits her lips

I'll smoke the herb first, then make your motherfuckin' vocals cords burst.

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

I hear your vocals your giving it weak

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Slice you in half, i tear your vocals apart

That's the link to the recorded vocals.

But i guess that shit's just tough love

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in

Every time i hear your vocals i go loco,

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

//link to recorded vocals in description

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been