This is a song about "Changing the game"

Changing the pace in my flow as i gaze into space and,

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

I need to change the game,

Bad rap, cuties claim

My buzz is like cocaine

That you call the rap game

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Changing back ready to parish, shreaded on the track i could care if,

The realist in the game

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Remember this fact in the game

See dog? rap is my aim

Constantly changing the course so i'm crashing my collection

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection