This is a song about "Excellence"

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

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

Without a team, no excellence

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Soft serve lyrical excellence you should observe like dem freaks from

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

I am the engineer of excellence

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

There a sign of excellence,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

I strive for excellence, unless its derived/

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

You need to learn to appreciate excellence

So here i am at the store for some chips