This is a song about "Lyrical fraud"

And inside they think rap's soft

Keep it 100 never been a fraud

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

The fraud that comes from straw cities, i'll burn you and your properties

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Lyrical wizardry

It's the perfect plan

Lyrical click clack bang

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Yo, i've have lyrical mastery

If you thought it, it better be what you want

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