This is a song about "Par"

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

Hands and feet i'm securing, eating you alive i'm wolfing, i'm on par but i ain't golfing

A sub-par rapper who gets prosts drunk on cheap alcohol

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

Thought i was killing shit when my game was just at par

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

All these other rappers to you they're no par, skill discrepancy you spitters are so scarce

(hook) mess with the south homey thats a dream,hallucinating or imagining x2

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Declaration of war, lets get competitive if you think to me you're on par.

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Mad strict sub par rap skits i'm the ruler by far bars mention flat bids..