This is a song about "Interpersonal skills"

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Brought my battle skills, to insecurity

Shotgun in the drop made a right

No wander ya skills missing a slight.

Lastly i gotta spit 'bout how you're at no lack of skills

Mommy found out i’m paying everybody bills

My skills blossom like a clematis

So i gotta spit to this

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Don't you dare show me your crappy skills

Planet earth intense skills fulfills

The fence they was on about my rap skills

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills

These chalance give me balance

Severed skulls with my skills using a skillet

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit