This is a song about "Ill improve my life"

You just hatin cuz my flow so ill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

It was my sick rhymes that made grant so ill

Like a male version of lauryn hill

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Ill live my life great nothin bad was ever really destined,

We hustle to survive

You changed my views of life

My raps are just so damn ill

I'm gon remember her, but still

Some say my flow is ill

As i light one for ill will

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I running daily drills, to improve my crazy skills