This is a song about "My rhymes are whack and your not"

Your rhymes are all whack, there so shit you must of pulled em out of your crack,

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Yea my rhymes still are whack

It was all bad

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Practice till my rhymes are fluid, if they whack then trouble shoot it

My rhymes are magnetic, unsympathetic to your synthetics.

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

Your raps are whack, it got me stunned

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I'm readin your shit d, and rhymes are real hard to find

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Their topics are weak and their rhymes are whack,

Can't win with a passive attack

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

My rhymes are crazy and my skills incontrovertible