This is a song about "Hope your mine"

Your rhymes are nuclear but mine are demonic

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

I'm still here spittin' dope, still your head now fill with hope

It's ironic, your eyes need more improvement than mine

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

Michael, you know i really hope, your life turns out better than mine.

This flow is all mine so get your own gun

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

Except i don't crash into mine, your just another angry nerd/

The rap game is mine, get down on your knees

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Your raps are counterfeit, mine are homemade

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate