This is a song about "Explicit content"

For the intoxicating lyrical content of my song,

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Im lyrically gifted, verbally explicit, youre the mistress of bitches,

Rules you cant comprehend, pretend to be content

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

What matters is content, relevance and standards

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Number four, the content in your rap's are just boring

We gunna take this party into into the morning

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Or rhymes so explicit, if it weren't for the rat's existence.

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

Content to be a spectator than stand in the ring,

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

These explicit n illicit raps you heard