This is a song about "Every time you spit a verse you make it worse"

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

All you can do is spit a verse of the truth

In a game that'll throw you down, every time you climb up

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

I'll let you kick a verse, bleep it, i'll let you kick em all

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

Please don't spit unless you got the time

And now these hoes are on my line

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

When you feel so dope it ain't even cool for you to get excited with a verse anymore

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Every rhyme you ever spit

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

You can make every word rhyme, but does it mean the shits worth my time,

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

Every time my feet touch ground you know it's a touchdown,