This is a song about "Improve"

I'll attest to the test, improve and prove i fight fair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Improve your encouragement,

Put the purp in the blunt

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

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

Try to improve on all the things i lack,

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

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

I running daily drills, to improve my crazy skills

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

And i'm gonna keep at it, work to improve/

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

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink