This is a song about "Lyrical skill"

You say i got no skill?

For real, a nigga ill

You cant keep up with this skill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

The pinnacle of my lyrical skill isn't your typical

We love for a while then a light goes

Skill undeveloped like tadpoles,

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

I'm not degrading my crusade what i do takes skill,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Y'all can't stand up on my level, can't reach my lyrical skill,