This is a song about "Cyphers"

I be walkin' in those cyphers when i write this shit, my homie flows,

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

At daily cyphers, siphoning off failing fighters.

Or be able to write in any of the cyphers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

So they quit voting me, so i say fuck cyphers and props,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Yo you guys have got my ass hyper with all these cyphers

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Had cyphers and battles on the block, random kids passin' by mockin'//

Due to heat i bring to cyphers all you can do is admire

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style