This is a song about "My style gets better"

They say i don't never smile

They just hated my style,

I'm here to tell you it all gets better

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

From hollywood to the hood

For living my life style

Bitch i'm on fire

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Nobody can mimic my style and my sound

I can't seem to get a rap that suits my rap style

We can talk things over a little a while

It gets better with time or at least we can pretend

But i won't rest till i'm givin my respect