This is a song about "Below"

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I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Look out below, there is no inventory control

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

See, even if the ground below me withered away

All i know is i got warts on my below

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

Whats above when theres nothing below

Below me, is where you's rappers reach is/

I'm a force to be reckoned with

We be in the party like we own that bar

Nah, man your rhymes just seem below par.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

On a fuckin submarine, you're below sea level