This is a song about "Improve"

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

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

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Try to improve on all the things i lack,

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

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

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Alicia keys needs to improve her grammar

Improve your encouragement,

This how i hear it different

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

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth