This is a song about "Decent"

You will never have the ability or stability to be a decent rapper,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Make a decent quote before i make your reputation float

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

That you're even a halfway decent opponent.

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

About the only decent ppl here are lexie, 420(when he puts his life on the lines)

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

You front lines and bust rhymes with decent punchlines, i'll give you

Yo i started writing raps, eventually got decent at it,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

That pays her decent so we ain't poor no more, changing paces,

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Man i took it in stride, but was getting decent at it,