This is a song about "I m the best rapper no one could dis me you have no money"

& no matter which rapper you bring up the answer is always no.

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I ain't the best rapper, i ain't one actually

I recommend you trust no one.

And i listen to common

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

I'm the worst rapper ever, no one listens to me in

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

I don't think you understand me katie, no one does,

No one believes what i really have become

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

All the work, it made me real.. i have no fears

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since