This is a song about "My skills are real"

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Skills you lack is more than ya bars,that are whack

My skills blossom like a clematis

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Nothin you can do to match my skills

Too focused, one word, righteous

My lyrical skills are just so timeless

My rhymes are crazy and my skills incontrovertible

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

I sit and rap till my skills are perfected

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

My skills are elevating, chill but devastating, burning with the fire that hell is blazing