This is a song about "Proper grammer"

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

From prospering proper - scoff at your offer

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Flowing proper at the world, just to see who is sicker/

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

Blueprint is not for rappin, it's falsely about proper spelling

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

When the planets meet proper conditions and positions,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

The mouthpiece is proper his brain is on another level

Everyone's an attacker hiding behind bad grammer and slander

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Infinite knowledge present, look through the proper channels.

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks