This is a song about "No lyrics"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

U fell in love with my lyrics, they just fuked u n burst! wit no rubber

Kbric surfaced, killer with the lyrics, every single bar savage hundred no gimmicks

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

But really your lyrics have no taste its like eatin a piece of wood

Every one love my lyrics

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Come with some kiddie lyrics,

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

At close range, no gimmick, fired their lyrics like bullets

You got some half baked lyrics

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Just read half of these lyrics,

Blew money like six crips