This is a song about "Loquacious taciturn sagacious deft and synopsis"

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

And remember what i said and

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And their mothers and fathers

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Social conditioning and

She got me caught up in the moment

And get it again and again

What the fuck happened to rap when