This is a song about "Poor communication skills"

Or babies they raisin

Rhyming skills and concentration

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Don't you dare show me your crappy skills

Showing my skills once again,

Flyer than the rest of them

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Runt , who lack the necessary skills

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

My skills they are all weak

This is the concrete

Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

You should fuckin' know your rapping skills