This is a song about "Friends trying to rhyme"

Trying not to slip i'm trying not to stumble

To make karma come faster than she normally will

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

To blast out that pipebomb rhyme

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Your trying to make friends when ya supposed to be dissing,

Im trying to get outta here man im really trying

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

I'm just doing my thing, trying to think of the perfect rhyme/

You're trying to act cool you're just trying to rebel

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,