This is a song about "Excel"

Sit outside and watch the constellations/ and always raise your limitations/

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

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

Just not enough to start to really excel,

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Like a christian on a mission because i just excel,

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Compel to add speed, excel and rap peat

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

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

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

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

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

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