This is a song about "I can tell"

No disrespect, but motherfuck you

"by the way i can tell what you do"

You ain't ready, i can tell cuz your hands sweaty/

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

From verse one you can tell that i won/

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Can i tell you that im not living, not making right decisions.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Cooking in dexters laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

I can tell you that it was not a mishap

I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition

I can already tell this rap battle is his mission,