This is a song about "Pre cana"

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

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

Cause all i want is you, baby

See i dont need a rap thats pre

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

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

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

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

Faded, your rhymes are prehistoricaly pre-dated

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Somethin like a legend so i pre-meditated,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors