This is a song about "I m better than bruce lee"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

In fact, what i did made me no better than him.

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

I shred better than any paper shredder, better than

Rhyme better than mine--i am nicer

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

I realized know i was no better than him

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

Hold up yea we the best

I know i'm better than the rest

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash