This is a song about "Wick3d records"

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

In a collision, i see their ambition

Death row and other evil records use lethal methods

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

You act like you sell records kid, you're makin me laugh

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

No matter how many records we wreck and diss them,i do it for fun like exhibition

I'm rapping for royal records

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

We had ya pussies flinching before the records started sending.

Isn't a right its more of a decision. haters like gators hating me till

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email