This is a song about "Can t keep up with my shit"

Yeah the beat's fast, can you keep up

That shit was wack as fuck

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

When i was starving now it's payback

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

No it ain't easy

You can't keep up with me

My brain is the haziest, come up with some amazing shit

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Keep my back right side stay bloody flagged up, to geeked up,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Trying to keep up with me

So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse