This is a song about "Bland"

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

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

The metropolis horizon from this view seems pretty bland

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

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

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

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

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

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

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