This is a song about "Matthew is crusty"

Mind your motherfucking business

Lower than the lames is

Like your raps are crusty.

I’m tryna be low key

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Well... who is us ...who is you?

Below me, is where you's rappers reach is/

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Still listen to big

Time is automatic

Knowledge is power information is key

I just want somebody i can see

Security is tight

Halfback toss to right