This is a song about "Excel"

Wave farewell to the infidels, excel out of his shell then yell citadel

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Hit the instrumental quick, just to show you i excel it

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Just not enough to start to really excel,

I'll rebel against your jealous hating, blessed with the essence to excel with patience

I'm running, but there just #figments of imagination my own temp#tation's,

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

Like a christian on a mission because i just excel,

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,

My structure in these raps is aimin straight to excel

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well