This is a song about "Expert rhyming"

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

You're idea of rhyming

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

She just keeps singing rappin and rhyming

A visceral individual wrecking rhyming syllables

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

What's wrong with rhyming for the dark side,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Even though it's difficult, we say the same thangs rhyming,

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season

Im rhyming to explain the reason, not rhyming for no reason