This is a song about "My rap is sick"

And my rap is a lecture

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

I rap like my brain is twisted,

Real talk, yeah my rap is concentrated

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

My flows so sick when i rap i need nurses,

My rap is a world-wide echo

I just call it …remember all the dough

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Brought my flow with me.. flow so sick you'd think the flu hit me, rap so quickly

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick