This is a song about "Assistant"

And when my gums touch that's the only way i'll spit without an instrumental,

I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level

Non stop, my raps are gold, take 'em to the pawn shop,

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Auxiliary bringing misery/

I'm mental, it's instrumental

And ur never on his level

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

I will find my wizard of oz, find the final cause for this

Quite close but in a second it might go

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

She say how low how low can you go?

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Lyrical wizard emcees parkside proves time after time