This is a song about "My raps are best"

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Here trying to impress,but my raps suppress,notin short of the best,

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Yo bring it my raps are sick and twisted

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

My raps are comical plus my expressions are diabolical.

Shit, my raps cut so deep my lyrics are straight razors,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

My raps are so lethal there won't be a sequel

My raps are so deadly they gave me a license to kill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Drop the pen, bitch my raps are fucking deleterious

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

My raps are good, yours are bad..

Ain't even tryna hold back