This is a song about "No hoe in ma blood"

U ain't good to stand in ma face,

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Ya in rapping i found ma zest

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Bullet holes in brains goodbye time to die, no hearts just pain inside blood

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

I said i don’t give a fuck

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

I got an epidemic in ma blood called a rapping

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Pop kerolos you're ma best friend in life,

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

Got ma head in da books

I flash smiles at the mean looks

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Ma rap make no sens .short line weak bars it's fuked up