This is a song about "It s getting boring"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Unlike you, i'm not diurnal, that's too boring

How does it feel getting beat by paper and scissors?

I refuse to be another being on this earth

But you ain't getting nothing, if you not prepared to take it

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

I try to be the guy, you think about

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

And i'm getting all the guap & you niggas can't stop it

It aint easy getting through to you

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Late night story, yes its kinda boring

And that´s how it has begun

Me and my microphone could be one