This is a song about "I can beat geeky in a battle any day"

I can battle you in freestyle or even fencing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Any way any day i relay what's on my brain

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

A day like any other, flying a kite in the back with her brother

Am i cheating on this woman if i'm gettin' naked pictures from another

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

I could accomplish any task, practicing trash talking in a trance

I can still kill words without a beat

Indubitably i'm too street

I'll beat you any day of the week with rhymes, comebacks, and shit i proclaim.

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Tick tock, the day i tell a lie you can put me in a box

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Raised by the streets, i can make a beat off a brick wall