This is a song about "Fake mcs"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

'cause we're the mcs of the new generation

If i die before i wake

You can think i'm a fake,

I have the patience to let other mcs get on the microphone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

I puzzle an confuse mcs i'm a #quizzical #figure

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

Smashin giant mcs to the size of infants

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds