This is a song about "None origanal you have no followers"

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Something no drug will have you facing

Lex luger, narcissist, the mirrors get excited

Several have tried to beat me, but none did

Because they have no accurate opinions of you,

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Creations of garbage meaning you have no vocation,

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

I promise no one wants it, i don't give none

You have no job, just lazy.

It's obvious i'm crazy

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

You have no talent, why did you even start rapping

These niggas school none so you hope a nigga resign

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine