This is a song about "Quality assurance"

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Quality portrayed volubly seemingly endless sporadic/

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner

That boa shit we get paid with death over dishonor

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

And the economy reduced my quality

My level of quality is solid yours is wobbling/

Got indelible colors, only look where they’re buzzing

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy