This is a song about "Got more skills than merk mills"

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Its gettin too ridiculous, i got more verses than leviticus,

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

So i can start this freestyle, got more rhymes than there's crops

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Well guess what, i probably got more money than your lousy ass

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

To start off i got more props than you so back off

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Bro, i got more flows than your sisters seen

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Ive got the skills needed,