This is a song about "Put me in scarlet in 3d some kind of hobbit ignitiate playing"

That i had some sort of edge, some kind of advantage,

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Cuz i got so many lines, i put some in reserves.

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

They let me put it in there butts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

(plexus) what kind of genius am i in my own eyes

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Put me in a headlock, then i thought of my guinea pig

Some suggestions of the subtextual kind

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Some of em decide to put they're heart and soul in these lines/

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