This is a song about "Im better than u"

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Better than the simplest crap

I swear i could kill him but i know im better than him

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

I know u are better than me to rap

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

Trap party rappers im so much better than

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

And a 'please to meet cha' when they reach in, the deep ends of your knee pants

Im better than them man, im better than your plans, got the world in my hands

I'm magic, better than dynamo.

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

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

We new passtime, and we feelin better than, better than the veterans/