This is a song about "No rhymes"

So be gone with your whack rhymes, you aint no mc

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

You can fight me and tear me down, but my legacy remains,

Rich in my rhymes, but i ain't no drake, cause i'm killing rappers in all states/

Be defeted i can't be beat i spit these rhymes like no one else people

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I don't know why i'm even on this track

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

Them dudes fronting like grills

Same rhymes with bad flow and no skills

No call it terrorism, the way i blow a hole through you rhymes, got you tip toeing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

And focus more on my rhymes.

Huh, i can't interpret her

I make rhymes like no other