This is a song about "I spit freestyle"

I can battle you in freestyle or even fencing

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So i freestyle, haters in denial

We can talk things over a little a while

I'm debating if i should continue this freestyle

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

So i can start this freestyle, got more rhymes than there's crops

//just some random freestyle shit that i might record to better my delivery

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

You're quiet while i spit

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Clap two times if you drunk

I can freestyle with more talent