This is a song about "My raps are better"

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

My raps are a bit continuous.

It seems like my raps are all about rage

While half my mental belongs in a cage

My raps are good, yours are bad..

May just gon' bring hobo back

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

My internal skills are nothing you can run after,your raps don't

As i light one for ill will

My raps are just so damn ill

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.