This is a song about "Inferior"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Interior, inferior, star-spangled banner

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Compared to them i was an inferior stranger

Manic, your inferior rhymes bring static/

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Act like i'm inferior but why not be straight?

Politicians to stand and fight, making accusations to inferior races,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

He said '' never will i treat you inferior again'' and his son hugged him with brutal injuries

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

You lack experience, knowledge and your inferior

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Just because one's is superior and the other is inferior thats unkind