This is a song about "100mph fails"

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Fails i make shit, hits platinum, titanium lit from chemicals in the fit,

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

And street poets bow down when intellect fails,

Honor roll, fails, impossible,

I'm modest, and humble

All those years that went to be never fails

While working on my mistakes

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Don't be dissin when i'm pissin on you fails because the currency i give mercy