This is a song about "Lyrics and chords"

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

That im a girl who stands and raps unknown lyrics

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Vicious and venomous lyrics with a fright growl,

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

And chords, hordes sell in fact cheap

Lyrics fire and induce you in rapid succession

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection