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

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I got more raps than christmas, my rhymes are relentless,

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

I've got more rhymes off the chain than an independent store,

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

Got you coughing up more blood than dracula when he spits

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

I got more riches than you fuck more bitches than you

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

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