This is a song about "I got vibe"

You got fired i got promoted

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

I was forced to write this, normally i don't feel this vibe shit,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

To take your vibe and shit on it, and spit on it

Obviously on munchies but my vibe is as tasty as a chutney

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

And if you try to save hip-hop music you can't make mistakes/

Spitting verses venomous curses villainous vibe coursing through my veins/

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Till i threw on a rap record then just sit and id vibe

And if i want to go outside

Please bitch, don't kill my vibe

Get out of my way,dont kill the vibe

Cause another innocent died