This is a song about "Low skill"

See that's what we genius rappers call skill,

I used to be the most humble until

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

You see this ain't no a skill

I'm not degrading my crusade what i do takes skill,

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Hit the club she drop it low

It ain't nothing though

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Y'all can't stand up on my level, can't reach my lyrical skill,

They lay log i lay low

I'mma do this fast or slow