This is a song about "Iq lacking"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Switching topics up, as fast as i smack these lacking rappers' butts

Lacking colour, null, dull skull.

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Dehydrated lacking mental facilities

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Tops until i pop a shot into your iq

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

Shutting faggots on his obtuse lacking habits. i bet my shit now recognized