This is a song about "My verses are better than yours"

Just a little sprung but don't call me on your period

Living a better life than my father did

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

My lines are hot, isnt it? yours are just the opposite

I wanted the money and never the fame

Nigga know better than to doubt my reign

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

My rhymes are better than you average joes,

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Their lives are similar to yours

Still some dicks feel they are better than them...

Gets harder than rihanna when