This is a song about "Jeopardy skills"

If it hadn't been for me, her life would've been in jeopardy,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Ive got the skills needed,

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

My artist skills are fading,

Money ain't a thing

Nothin you can do to match my skills

So here i am at the store for some chips

Bring it back, i ain't saying that i'm nas here

Who do i beat next, spin the fucking jeopardy wheel.

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Showing my skills once again,

My skills they are all weak

We can't catch the beat

On point, i hone my skills

When you spill out hits