This is a song about "I m the best in the lobby"

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

I rap the best i can

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Now i hope you the best

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Run for cover and return fire

I"m the designated driver

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Volley in the lobby, the scientist's are worrying about embodying

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

But i get all the best discounts, i live in a target

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

In a trolley, down the lobby as a hobby.

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

The best lines i write, the best music i bring to light