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

At least after your bid, ain't no student loans

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

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

You bite off more than you can chew you got wings but you never flew

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

She can only take so much more than her heart got

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

Get more props than you've got in your whole life son

Got you coughing up more blood than dracula when he spits

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics