This is a song about "Pre quandum lep"

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

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

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

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

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

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Somethin like a legend so i pre-meditated,

See i dont need a rap thats pre

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

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

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Faded, your rhymes are prehistoricaly pre-dated