This is a song about "Improve"

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Alicia keys needs to improve her grammar

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

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 cry about our lives, 'cuz nothing could improve 'em,

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Improve myself to become a person, not a who