This is a song about "Alison"

Simple, the whiffs from her lips were too reminiscent of a free clinic

Wild styles to mimic, just throw me the key to the honda civic

Ain't no gimmicks, i don't mimic, just images bitch, spit 'em,

Looking back i can finally see the hate then

I like to spit hits while i take dickpics and mimic my fucking critics

You ain't an mcee when you are opening a rhyming dictionary for free searching for some lyrics