This is a song about "Improve"

Rappad will improve me i know it will, look at the improvement i've fulfilled

One thing that you niggas must acknowledge, i beat beats like a tantrum scottish kilt

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

I try to improve my style but shit's not worth

And cry about our lives, 'cuz nothing could improve 'em,

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

We can improve lives or choose to just fake and sure,

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

So if you want to beat me, you're gonna have to improve

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

This is a double entendre ur a troubled contender for my crown improve ur vocab clown/

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers