This is a song about "Flatter reduce"

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

I beat faces ti'll there flatter than tablets,

I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Shes called the twerk queen, when her ass is flatter than someone turnin thirteen,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

But its no use, as your raps reduce, and as mine begin to reproduce.

My life's based upon what i'mma do this year

I am here to increase not reduce nor decrees ya fear,

In fact no, not anymore, i just climbed that ladder, now is it flatter

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I hate to pop your bubble but what would reduce you to rubble

But bitch i'm at my peak, you'll never reduce me/

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city