This is a song about "How crap you are"

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

New rappers are copies,how can you say that i'm wack?

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

But, i plead you can see things are not how you perceive

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

It doesn’t matter how loved you are, the rows at your shows,

You ain't funny, you're full of crap

The real muscle in the message of that

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Hello challenger how are you doing,

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

All your verses are perjury, how are you gonna murder me?

We never tattle, let god handle that

I'mma kill you for fillin my head up with crap

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing