This is a song about "Lyrical samurai"

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Nostradamus couldn't predict this lyrical apocalypse.

Some lyrical bullets,

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Illiterate! can't understand my lyrical content

I'm the most lyrical individual

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

And man, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass