This is a song about "Angies list"

/i'm almost done with the list/

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Before you get ya ass on that hit list

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Slay a list of enemies envying creativity

And i tell my kids to burn their wish list,

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

I tell my kids to burn their wish list,

Now i'm back with one of my latest

My matrix was just a check list

And i'm just being honest

That means i wanna be the highest

Too many rappers are on my hit list

You're talking to one of the greatest

To be from the champion list