This is a song about "My freestyle skills are godly"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Nothin you can do to match my skills

Now it's time to eat

My skills they are all weak

These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

My internal skills are nothing you can run after,your raps don't

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

You say bullsit about me and my lifestyle with your stupid freestyle.

This is a straight freestyle take a peek in my brain

Time after time, again and again

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

While your basic skills are your weakness.

My skills blossom like a clematis

As my record label nitpicks at this