This is a song about "Im better then mc lynchy"

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Im that adolescent mc whos attested, not to mess with no questions

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Life,sc, im better then you in everything,

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Im a better mc got you lost in the forest

Im young and restless got an mc head list

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Mb the better mc, i'm crazy, and maybe, if you try me, push me, too far.

Performing an autopsy better then greg.

This is like love, that you can never get

Better rape some bitches and then

Magic city tipping them