This is a song about "Pre"

Look it something they can't ever see

See i dont need a rap thats pre

Faded, your rhymes are prehistoricaly pre-dated

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

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

Your developmental league don’t see a team

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

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

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

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

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Somethin like a legend so i pre-meditated,