This is a song about "I m a lyrical genius"

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Bitch i’m a genius, at least that what i been told

I can have some type of comfort when a genius really needs it

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

A lyrical genius, respect is the key

Cause if i said i'm a genius, i'll still be unpretentious

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Lyrical genius while these other mcs need practice

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

I spit on a whole different lyrical flow