This is a song about "Im the next prodigy"

The day before is better than the present

Briefly explain you why im the rapper thats next

I'm a prodigy, shit a legend in the making

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Im something like a prodigy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

And to the next nigga that step up thats when im really gonna blow up

Not worrying if i'm the next

Is not far from white girls with big bread

And im guessing that a new world order is the next step creation

Ain't too fond of relationships though my hobby is relation

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

So i step down off the step stool im the next tool faggot rapper/

Up with rappad and next im posta rhyme

I spit murder, every bar is a crime