This is a song about "My lyrical style"

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

My style is on point like a decimal,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Poppin cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style

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

When it comes to spitting that fire

I know you like my style

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Illiterate! can't understand my lyrical content

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Even then my style still needed detox/

The you should look up in the stars

Pussies think im vile, but you know its my style

Huh, and i don't rock a fake smile