This is a song about "My rhymes"

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

My ill rhymes, will chill spines/

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

That moschino shit is so back

My rhymes are crazy and my skills incontrovertible

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

My rhymes are incredible, invincible, invisible,

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

What up girl, tell me how you been

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

My lines refining and rhymes redefining

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

And it's impossible for you to copy my rhymes,

My rhymes for all this dueling

Straight g thing, double m g thing