This is a song about "I like sleeo"

Whether i feel like i need a crown or like a clown

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

I win battles like the bison

They like talk to em young

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

That i act like i like it but i secretly despise

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

I bust rhymes like emissions i lust times like premonitions

Like when i was an infant,

This how i hear it different

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

I end rappers like chapters i spend masters like bankers

To take all those wrongs and make them right

Right with the beat that i like.