This is a song about "Excel"

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Like a christian on a mission because i just excel,

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,

My structure in these raps is aimin straight to excel

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

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

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

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

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,

Compel to add speed, excel and rap peat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep