This is a song about "Lyrically ill"

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Lyrically i'm killing every villain like they miniscule

Let me a spit a few and prove myself lyrically

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I'm bout to spit flow that are lyrically ill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Lyrically i'm extravagant fully automatic the devils advocate,

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

And now i know you got one lyrically,

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Listen im so lyrically gifted

Destroy anything i desire lyrically i'm on fire,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for