This is a song about "Lyricist of the year"

They looking past the fact that i’m a phenomenal lyricist

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Cause i'm the man of the year,

And never should you fear

It takes back to the year of two thousand and nine

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

We put a wreath on niggas' career

This is the word that year by year

The failure of last year sure spelled the doom for me

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Yo, it was a year of high hopes, learning the ropes,

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Picture this, rising of an electrifying lyricist

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink