This is a song about "Fresher then you"

Me and you were close back then,

What the fuck happened to rap when

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Then again you might be lying

You test with me then yes you're put rest then it's checkmate

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Then you gobble teams of dicks

J. cole runnin' late

Then you must be duct taped

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Plus i showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint

You think you sicker then me?

Let me rideuntil i get free