This is a song about "Pro flow"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

A nigga predisposed to be a pro with prose

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

I'm at the top of the league the way i pro-vide,

I thought i was pro with my clever lines

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

I'm a pro rapper, you battled once

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Everyone thinks they will be pro rappers,

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

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

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

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