This is a song about "Being better than everyone else"

We new passtime, and we feelin better than, better than the veterans/

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Like everyone else but it takes time for it to be your profession,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

My style is the newest, at rap i'm so fluent, everyone else is my pursuant

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

Stimulated, better than mitt romney

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

My flow better than cool j

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

That everyone else has our very same frame of mind

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

I shred better than any paper shredder, better than