This is a song about "I don t spit rhymes for monetary compensation"

You reflect in this heart of mine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit real

(starts at :16) okay drop bars fuck that i spit rhymes thatll destroy your fuckin rhymes,

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

But spit them rhymes like me , couse i aint never ever wrong

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

I spit rhymes so complex i could be responsible for a genius stump

Till i colapse, i spit rhymes till i drop

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

I spit rhymes hotter than obi wan kenobi

So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.