This is a song about "Fresher than mothafucker"

Who you know be fresher in this fuckin’ game?

Never let the game play youand for the fame

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

There is nothing in the world to do to make it fresher

Baby, you know we're crazier than

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

I was born to do the damn thing

I love you more than anything

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

I shred better than any paper shredder, better than

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

I'm 15 and better than most

And then we'll be ghost

More explicit than monks,detailer than dork

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort