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

In front of our building, they was my heroes

My rhymes are better than you average joes,

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Or if my verses are cursed, never heard/

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Their lives are similar to yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

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

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Nigga know better than to doubt my reign

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

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Still better than most rappers who are mentally, in elementary huh

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga