This is a song about "I m lyrically hot"

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Tracks with rhythms, similes, i do it all so lyrically

I though i was red hot

And it don’t stop

The center of the east coast my emblem reads

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

My records sell, yes sir

I"m the designated driver

Lyrically aggressive, i spit metaphorically with rhymes that god blesses,

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

She gonna dance when that molly through