This is a song about "Continuation with rhyming clean"

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

The shining is blinding so i keep on grinding with my rhyming,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Ill mindfuck you over with my rhyming mentality, high off x die with mortality,

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

Fuck a fake baller, i can clean them with holy water

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

It clean with the slate, if we don't change,

But im not leavin, til this battle i completed with my sophisticated rhyming,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

I should end up my battle with a kiss i was just trynna clean your rap mess