This is a song about "Dead rappers of da hood and a angry rap battle about fuck games"

Give the new rappers a subject to rap about, and they'll give you a doubt//

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

So come and fuck with lucifer, 'cuz i'm the devil of rap,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

You say fuck da world and say you gonna change da structure

Can't win with a passive attack

Imma spit this angry rap

I like my friends imaginary with no names

Back in my days we rolled a dice and played board games

Will sustain about a 100 albums of rap tracks

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Rap is a religious battle,

She caught up in my love triangle