This is a song about "Flavour of the month"

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

Waiting til the beginning of the month for the check

I used to have a nine to five

Of the book of your life

Babies turn into shooters

Shaved of the face of the earth

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

It's usually once a month, this is some feat i've accomplished

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

One month later you cornered me in market, you thought i could be an easy target.

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

I turn 20 next month, and for the first time

They got the brain capacity of 2 month old fetuses

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this