This is a song about "Hmmm freestyle"

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Scab, fix up look shop joe

//ill freestyle, let's go, yo...

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Afterwards she asks for a custom freestyle flowing

I'm debating if i should continue this freestyle

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Listen, these niggas is tripping

The main freestyle king back in the building

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

I'm spittin' freestyle, beat is tribe called quest,

Yeah i'll spit a fuckin freestyle flow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines