This is a song about "How good you are"

Are so good while yours are mold

I mean of course just the same old

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!

Watching for the cops that's moving through

I'm going to start with how are you

It's funny how it sounds you bars are lighter than a ounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Hey how you been, are you ready for this shit to begin.

No matter how much good you do

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Hello challenger how are you doing,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing