This is a song about "Pre"

My rhymes pre-cise, i'm too much for you, like weed's price.

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

I've been spitting bars ever since i was a pre teen

See i dont need a rap thats pre

High heel wearer, hell of a body

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

Somethin like a legend so i pre-meditated,

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Faded, your rhymes are prehistoricaly pre-dated

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

It has nothing to do with the game’s pre-release budget

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

But yo still held back in the pre-school, so your crappin nursery rhymes

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times