This is a song about "Pro flow"

Ur reign ends and mines pro-claimed,

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

He used fruity loops 8 and he was a pro at it

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Also, please know, though i'm not a pro

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Puffin' on stramonium. 'bout to go pro like joe and them/

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

A nigga predisposed to be a pro with prose

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Steady grindin like cheatcodes,in tony hawk pro skater/

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

And smoke all day to make them pro stoners so proud

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found