This is a song about "I gotta rhyme just for you line after liner that ll do you through"

And i don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

What i gotta do to get it through to you? i'm superhuman

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Maybe thats just all you had to do finish through

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

And after that, you just cant stop it.

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

So one more line, when i'm in the prime of the rhyme. i tell you one thing,

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

And i don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for

I bet you after that you'd be asking for activism

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen