This is a song about "No skill"

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Memories manifesting , reminding me of the skill,

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Delusional where you think you have skill

Skill undeveloped like tadpoles,

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

That's higher in sky, more than his lyrical skill

People say shit to me like its easy write a rap, it takes no skill,

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Ryot, your skill stats still remain the same.