This is a song about "Your song"

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

Your still gunna make it into my song,

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

I'm inventing my own song.

Most times when a liquor all gone

Hope you enjoyed the song

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

You seen me evolve more with each song

Yea, i been humble too long

"you already wrote the gay song

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Help us find our inner song

Haven't seen the world in so long