This is a song about "Good rhyme"

Making my brain hard to rhyme

Westside, bitch i run mine

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Doctor said i was fine

Spittin rhyme after rhyme and committin hard crime

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Casually ill drop a rhyme

I'm running out of time

For me to manufacture a rhyme/

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Spit rhyme after rhyme, i'm flying off the page

That k o d a lil bit of change

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Hardest mothafucka on this rhyme.

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Welcome to organized crime