This is a song about "Improve"

Try to improve on all the things i lack,

Twista finna get up on the track

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

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

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

I don't wanna improve my lines cause i fuckin suck

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

I running daily drills, to improve my crazy skills

Little pressure to improve because clever was born great

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate