This is a song about "Lakeforest records"

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

And breaking all the records on that 4x4 relay

I rap just to pass time mat ta fact i used to sell records for a dime,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Beware your existence im a villian i know your feelin this dont sqeal lil

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill

And torture me by forcing me to listen to records claiming they

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Check my records, i killed every single fucking objector!

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

My records sell, yes sir

That's real as ever

So i gotta break some records, so ill know how needles feels

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Punchline rapper what you think i make these records for?

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore