This is a song about "Compete"

That two you don't compete with cos you're a complete myth

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Who's up.. next? cuz this dude can't compete,

Compete against me and an ether is what you in for

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Choke her make her bleed she's week tilt her head you know it's compete

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

No one wants to put the work in to compete but,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

If you wanna compete,

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Or else compete as i swallow and eat you like a turkey meat... bonne petite!

To compete boy we just keep going untill the track stops and this beat's void

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point