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

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Must be something you want me to see

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

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

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much