This is a song about "Boast"

Die, it ain't fate that the beast still boast weight

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

I mean of course just the same old

To whom i never boast...

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Yo i boast this flow and blow the show for no reason,

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

I boast a wall of these great lines backed in the beat, it's tight,

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Die, it ain't fate that the beast still boast weight

Yo i boast this flow and blow the show for no reason,

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Boast fucking lies to impress we not fools

I overdosed.sure i boast,wrecking the simplicity of most.

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed