This is a song about "How s don t got stile"

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

I'm running out of time

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Nigga you got 2 learn how to rap