This is a song about "Pro do"

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Cause i'm a pro with the nouns and givin actions to verbs

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

I'm no pro, i'll have you know, competition's been slow

I spit non-fiction,rather than pro-fiction causes you affliction

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Imma fucking pro, nigga, i stay composed

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

I'm a pro rapper, you battled once

I'm doing this shit quid pro quo like a charity throw.

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

A pro with the prose, what a concept

Ever since my daddy left