This is a song about "Improve"

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Little pressure to improve because clever was born great

Try to improve on all the things i lack,

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

'till i see the sickening prison system improve a little, bitch it's,

Improve myself to become a person, not a who

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

To improve there's always somebody out there with a better fucking move

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

To always keep at it, improve, yeah, keep learning/

Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

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