This is a song about "I ve got skills"

I sit and rap till my skills are perfected

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

But you ain't got the skills to eat a nigga's bottom like me

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Until i die. got skills to rely, but if i lie, the police beats me until i cry.

Just standing next to ya i revealed all the skills you lack

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Ive got the skills needed,

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Hi my name is joe, ive got some skills id like to show off

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Once i get to last period the teacher talks to us about life skills