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

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

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

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

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

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Beef: i hammer mine

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

I spit vicious rhymes, you make fictitious lines