This is a song about "Becuse of you"

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Nope i've never heard of of you but i wll murder you,

All of you will crumble

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

None of you rappers are equal

Cause this album pack enough evil

You gone take care of my

So y'all niggas can fly

You lack proper means of comparison,

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Rollin' down the four o five

You know you jelous of these rhymes

Until there's nothing left of you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue