This is a song about "Del sol"

As if my lesser heart beats

When you're reachin' your dreams

I dont fuck a bitch with a flat chest

That's why i never claimed i was the best

I'll be swinging going down

He won't sit down, given the crown

They can’t even come around

While he is going mc down

No sympathy from the homebase across the solar system

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

So never step into my processor, the pressure i'll never lesser.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

It's just my soda mixed with brown

// [but i won't back down]

Fuck with me i make ya genre red just like it got the blues

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose