This is a song about "My 2k skills"

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

My lyrical skills are just so timeless

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

My rhymes are crazy and my skills incontrovertible

Test me, causin verbal epilepsy as my skills have shown

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

I kill cereal and spout my skills like i'm the count

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

Showing my skills once again,

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

I've finally realized my true skills all over again,