This is a song about "Improve"

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

I refuse to be another being on this earth

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

Improve your encouragement,

And bijies like im out and

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

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

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

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

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

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