This is a song about "Blight"

Picture me lettin this chump survive

High advice, we are in blight times

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

I don't even have to fight, i'm past the blight

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Hip hop isnt a blight on society, it is its fucking delight

I see you wack-ass rappers as a blight, infection/

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

I'm feeling alright,y'all bitchez are blight

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type