This is a song about "My rapping skills"

I've got muslims calling on jesus

My rapping is so ferocious

My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff

Stack it up, every one of my skills, my tactics tough

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I running daily drills, to improve my crazy skills

Somewhat similar to my skills: it's endless

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

My lyrical skills are just so timeless

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Nothin you can do to match my skills

But this ain't physics or rocket science

So pass the baby oil

My rapping made you soil

My skills blossom like a clematis

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with