This is a song about "Proper hygeine"

You proper stopping motion sloppy slow and awfully old

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

When the planets meet proper conditions and positions,

This the proper way to chew a rapper receipt

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Proper-ly in slanted postures nigga we some mutha fucking monsters

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

The mouthpiece is proper his brain is on another level

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her