This is a song about "Flatter reduce"

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

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

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

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

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

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

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I beat faces ti'll there flatter than tablets,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

The weak are taking uppers to reduce bad sweats

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

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

New dough for the new year and i sumo on a rap peer