This is a song about "95 bpm"

Mm let it out show them u want to shout

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Shovelin' in my breakfast like i don't care about calories

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Im marking my targets, i better explain to twain/

I wrote me a manual

Lady at the frank stand will

Manual maniacal, cannibal managing minimal bile

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile