This is a song about "Im so good at rapping compared to keanau"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

I'm after you bringing traffic through

So im comin back at you

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Compared to me you're just a ship, im a tsunami nigga make that ship sank.

Matter fact im good at killing with anything, talk

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

I'm white and i'm good at rapping, so get the fuck over it,