This is a song about "I can freestyle"

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Someone dig my freestyle a grave cause i just killed it.

I can battle you in freestyle or even fencing

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down

Fuck a freestyle, i ain't frisco, even though i still get doe, we all drown,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I can freestyle any time and i'm a quick writer

I'm spittin' freestyle, beat is tribe called quest,

But i can only love you when you undressed

Damn all i wanted to do was write a little freestyle

We can talk things over a little a while

Shit i wonder if i can.

Yeah, the kid in this thang

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines