This is a song about "Lebron of rhyme"

Money ain't a thing

Getting the lebron feeling

With that gorgeous face, i don't know your name, it ain't important babe cuz i'mma call you mine

Bitch i got extras of supernumeraries, line after line features the exact same rhyme,

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

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

Instead of pulling them out of my own mind, but now this time when i rhyme they're mine,

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

I'm just doing my thing, trying to think of the perfect rhyme/

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Caged, and the wonder is seen

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

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

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

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

Yeah, i guess i'm related to lebron,