This is a song about "Improve"

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

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

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

Improve myself to become a person, not a who

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

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

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

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

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

Improve your encouragement,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Little pressure to improve because clever was born great

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

Hell maybe this will improve your ass and make your anus better