This is a song about "Improve"

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

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

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

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

Cause i change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

Improve myself to become a person, not a who

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

One thing that you niggas must acknowledge, i beat beats like a tantrum scottish kilt

Rappad will improve me i know it will, look at the improvement i've fulfilled