This is a song about "My rapping skills"

My lyrical skills are just so timeless

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Severed skulls with my skills using a skillet

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

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

She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough

I'm rapping for my mates

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

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

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Nothin you can do to match my skills

Pg, riverdale, largo, temple hills

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Test me, causin verbal epilepsy as my skills have shown