This is a song about "No competition"

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

My lyricism shatters the competition

It sucks when your competition aint much

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Girl listen, trying to position

Some type of competition

I'm actually scared that i might lose these competition

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

In other words think like germany kill your competition,

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

And leave the competition incinerated

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

Start with perfect competition

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win