This is a song about "Don t make head hurt bars like these are expert fucking enough to make you what dead cert"

Doesnt make since to you what is occurring?

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And california on that jerk shit

Ill solid bars that make you vomit

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Ill make rain bars no matter what the weather.

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Punchline rapper what you think i make these records for?

Now i feel like i was made, to make sure i can hurt you every way

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

My battle bars thats what fury is, shit will make you delirious

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

8 bars on a mic is enough to make em tumble,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble