This is a song about "My freestyle skills"

Severed skulls with my skills using a skillet

Because there ain't no coming back from that

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

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

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

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

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

On point, i hone my skills

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Someone dig my freestyle a grave cause i just killed it.

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

My shit's 100% freestyle, you ain't got no hope

Nothin you can do to match my skills

Harder to escape the jail cells and bills