This is a song about "I got skills"

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

If you got design skills at all, homie holler

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills

Is still heavenly im trapped but still got magic skills

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Lastly i gotta spit 'bout how you're at no lack of skills

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

My skills kill 'till i spill acidic chills using these abilities

To bad dummy you ain't got skills to back it up with

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Are you trying to tell me you got flow or that your rhyme skills show you'll never blow

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

I kill cereal and spout my skills like i'm the count

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

U got fire? nope, ur skills about as alive as the pope/