This is a song about "Lyrical beretta"

You're uncool like my mother kin

Lyrical ali, leave you wonderin',

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Some lyrical bullets,

I'm from the number one place on the map

Ima lyrical maniac

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Money goes away with shots from a black beretta

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

She just let me beat and you an acapella kind fella