This is a song about "Egotistical people who are bad at games"

My raps are good, yours are bad..

There's crack, there's crack

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

There are people in the worst, those who don't give a damn

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Seeing people with bad reputation

People are starin at this scene up front

If you ever feel alone and

Whenever im spittin people are like "oh my who do you write for"

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Okay u are a gay who look at glee.

They say i talk like im god body

From the people who control to people

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal