This is a song about "Anything that rhymes with scholl"

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Rhymes aren't purr fect but that comes with practice,

With wonder rhymes that leave their minds served like

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

I ain't that smooth ass nigga with them rhymes that flow like silk.

What we gotta do to survive

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

The facts is that thought is the best with the rhymes

I speak to cj often and sometimes