This is a song about "Gifted kreatures rap game bitches riches"

Im lyrically gifted, verbally explicit, youre the mistress of bitches,

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Yo everybody in the game knows that i'm lyrically gifted,

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Sick of the spitting on riches and bitches and that shit

You're not usin' your brain

I might be new to this rap game

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

This rap game is fuckin wack!

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Little did i know that life is not just about bad bitches, mad riches, got stitches

Searching for fortune and fame

That you call the rap game