This is a song about "Better rap"

See, i like the person that you are

Cause there aint no one better

Just to fuckin get better

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

And i just want to hold her

I like silver better!..

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

My little brother could rap better than you

Michelangelo portrait meet mia angelou notebook

Ya'll niggas better whip up a potion my flow so rough my rap book

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

It could possibly get any better