This is a song about "Multiple gigs"

Rhymes, lines and multiple syllable among all other things

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

Every bar i spit i'm slippin in these multiple rhymes

Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

At a studio or your funeral, i'm still spitting multiple times

Strength built through multiple generations of coatings and coding

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Multiple middle fingers in the air

And broke multiple laws

Please hold your applause

No time to relax, one false move and they get multiple whip attacks

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats