This is a song about "Booth rap"

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

Now im up in the booth an they stressin where they goin

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Somebody call the butcher, i'm going ham in the booth/

It may be not the same for you

Lets go in the booth, and see who hits who

Only if i'm rapping, my vision in the booth

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

With a dumb fuck flexin but he won't leave his booth

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

From a third world country to a star in the booth