This is a song about "Improve"

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

There's soda in the pot and the fire - burning

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

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

As i seenobody cares about my history

Fucking sucks, i thought that they'd improve, it's just fake and silly,

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

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I running daily drills, to improve my crazy skills

My city's culture to the game now in existence

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

Dark side of town, baby mama blues