This is a song about "Prone superficial"

But cant touch me im prone to getting thrown off the throne

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Spit fire? all i see is a bunch of smoke, and an emcee who's prone to choke.

Evertime i try to speak, they immediatey go into berzerk mode,

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Because i prone to take them on as conquests, take a look at my contexts, they

Catch you up on places i've been

(when our thoughts are prone to famine),

She impress bros but i'm less prone to misled hoes. out of respect though,

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Fully chrome alone prone to put holes in you unknowingly cold in the solo

I'm that nigga that leave violence prone like signs of domestic violence is on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Watching through a window, on the tree i sit in prone