This is a song about "Brocks rhymes are sick"

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Expose/ those who lack rhymes that are automatic

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

People are getting sick and tired of just hearing me sick it,

Epic, they used to feed me detours

My rhymes are neat unlike yours,

My sick rhymes got you woozy yo, an automatic oozy flow

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Bitch please your rhymes are boring

your raps are sick like an ill dick

I'mma make it rain trick

My rhymes are logical,

I'm fried from this ripple

So fast , busta rhymes will fall sick

I bet you hear that white music