This is a song about "Excellence"

Soft serve lyrical excellence you should observe like dem freaks from

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I am the engineer of excellence

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

There a sign of excellence,

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

On this site on known for my lyrical excellence spit so intelligent

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

I bring excellence, to every white paper that i write on

Without a team, no excellence

Not king james, these were coke kings

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

I strive for excellence, unless its derived/

You need to learn to appreciate excellence

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns