This is a song about "Lyrical fraud"

And shove my rhymes up your ass and declare you a fraud.

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Was charged with fraud, something the superiors would do

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

Thats what i call lyrical invasion.

So part of the plan

Lyrical click clack bang

First off congratulations on the win

There existed no one rap fraud in

Now i was born by the river in a little tent

Illiterate! can't understand my lyrical content

Some lyrical bullets,

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix