This is a song about "Good rhymes"

Or end your life with rhymes.

Turn off the lights

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Take her back to where i live

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes

When i get my hands on nines

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

Until you ran out of rhymes.

They say we living in troubled times

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Done with the corny rhymes

To this beats and these rhymes,

There is a light that shines

If you think lil wayne's good,

Showed your lil' ass look