This is a song about "Admirer"

With only little practise you'll see a climactic change in the hallways when i'm fanatic

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Antonym of amazing faggot you're terrible

They play musical chairs once i'm on that pedestal

It's dark n' im writin barkin like i'm fightin for mike vick as my #1 critic

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Whose writing better when your raps are more terrible

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

I felted terrible, because all i did was making her feel worse.

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Cause a toddler was rhyming specifics like a skeptic

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

You servant,to the industry when your skill is honestly worthless,