This is a song about "Display"

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

That's everything i came to say, i feel like just a caged display,

Or i might just decapicate you and put your head on display

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

The sickest rhymes on display, you know i got class

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

Do you need a tissue to soak up the tears you display.

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

What them tippers don't see

And display it proudly

Like a painting on display thousand words no say

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Display of lyrical prowess, i'm sick of you cowards, i'll go green

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen