This is a song about "Back in the booth"

Nigga, you ain't ill in the booth

Niggas die over shoes

Slow and steady wins this race

In the booth back to back wednesdays

Strange fruit, that's the truth, i spit it in the booth,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Strange fruit, that's the truth, i spit it in the booth,

Nigga, you ain't ill in the booth

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Its the truth in the booth, i spit gold

Women front, they get its cold

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Put me in a booth guarantee ill spit the truth,