This is a song about "Prestige worldwide"

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

I'm gonna be qualified to be known worldwide.

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

Like king i had a dream which is one day my music is worldwide

Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would like

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

Does getting this prestige disease mean even you have lost touch?

Aligned myself with emcees so prestige believe, mainstream leaves ya brain size decreased

Like a south paw you get letand every breath i breathe untill the moment i'm deceased

This is a dis to the bad rappers worldwide, elvin is fruitcake not even gonna lie tho

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

And just in time your head is mine

Bitch im worldwide no part time