This is a song about "Coping skills"

They bringing me fish and chips

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills

No wander ya skills missing a slight.

By any means necessary get campaign right

"damn, this kid has no skills

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

He's polishing skills while you're warring like chickens

These chalance give me balance

Same rhymes with bad flow and no skills

Capricorn & copernicus coping the night to lay/

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

A serial killer, several kills, severe killing skills

Coming in with the steal call me the man with the skills,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits