This is a song about "My rapping better than your rapping"

Im better than them man, im better than your plans, got the world in my hands

Not even let you touch me, why would i let you down my pants?/

Higher than everest on dro, that's my skill level at rapping

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I'm just rapping my true voice

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

My name is anto i'm really good at rapping

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Ever since then i had no job

1:25 and i'm rapping on my laptop/

And other times i could only settle my depression with rapping,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Your gone, you retreat to your rapping technique, dealt with and helpless

Curse or blessing? rapping tighter than a christmas present,

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust