This is a song about "Lyrical fraud"

Thats what i call lyrical invasion.

Cold, my style making my nose run

Although the route's foul, we need similac powder

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

See you was there every year when i needed you

Was charged with fraud, something the superiors would do

That cellphone that i bought

Keep it 100 never been a fraud

I would be mad but i'm just laughin' while i'm bashin' this fraud

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Should be poetic or lyrical