This is a song about "Improving"

And tell him to go canoeing / while i'm improving my flow

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

And getting money is the song i sing

Your supposed to be improving, not confusing,

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Inducing my movements / as i'm improving my fusing on tracks

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

You steady static, not improving, i have got potential

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special