This is a song about "I m better than you bro"

Still better than you and i'm barely devoted/

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Y'all can call me illiterate, but i spit better than you, so deal with it

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Bro, i got more flows than your sisters seen

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

You're biting lyrics that's whacker than yours bro

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

No one knows yourself better than you

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha