This is a song about "Punchlines and lyrics"

Out of lyrics and nitpicks with silly gimmicks.

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

What happened to music’s meaningful lyrics and intricate rhymes,

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Lyrics fire and induce you in rapid succession

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

That im a girl who stands and raps unknown lyrics

And writing lyrics to get bent

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Eight minutes, i aint kidding; i make great lyrics and stay chillin'.

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack