This is a song about "Lebron of rhyme"

But the same deposition take it every time

My moral of this rhyme, is to watch your back online,

Erode the sands of time, off this sho', you cannot rhyme, with/

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

Every rhyme that i rap is a signal of an expert

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Of rhyme and the essence of time you have to cherish before

Your lines of rhyme just keep getting lower and lower

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Intelligence through rhyme just give me a moment of your time,

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Yeah, i guess i'm related to lebron,

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun