This is a song about "Bland"

You're sipping on dry air, man that's so bland,

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

I've enough of these bland rhymes, it's bad times

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Add up to my standards if you keep coming with that bland shit

The metropolis horizon from this view seems pretty bland

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

My childhood wasn't bland n' i'll tell you firsthand

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Bitterness,it spread in me like wildfire.seeing it bland hot in mild dire.

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile