This is a song about "Boy you better not kill my vibe"

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

Not thinkin bout the boy that you dropped off in hell.

Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Cos at my altitude i'm not a shitty boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hell yeah i did boy now you better shut that flapper

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

We pray while we prey on competition

Screaming at my ass like boy you better win,

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

You know im the shit boy you better hold ya nose.

A decoy, my raps'll leave you trapped in defeat boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy