This is a song about "I mean this im a lyrical genious"

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

This a lyrical exercise

What we gotta do to survive

Im lyrical individual im a boy i like girls

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

Now im ecstatic to shed some crimson chromatic, believe me i mean to be mean, im emphatic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Drastically demolish rappers im a lyrical blaster

This will prove im a lyrical mastermind,

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind