This is a song about "Get rhymes"

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Get some real rhymes and actually come up with something,

Writing the illest rhymes to get the name big t out/

I prefer your applause without a handout

Get some real rhymes and actually come up with something,

Let's take another trip, different continents we touching

My rhymes may be sentimental but to get this far i had to sell my soul to the devil.

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Don't try to get past these tricked out rhymes/

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

My rhymes bleeding, so fast they get whiplash

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Enough rhymes to maybe try to help get some people through tough times

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

You can't test my best get you're rhymes to progress

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense