This is a song about "Cyphers"

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

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

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

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

Or be able to write in any of the cyphers

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

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

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

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

At daily cyphers, siphoning off failing fighters.

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

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes