This is a song about "Quality matters"

But we're protected and that's all that matters

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Many disasters with any bills what matters

Forgetting what matters, the fixtures within

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Drizzle it wit flavourings of the highest quality

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

It always matters to you

For all aspiring rappers this is the spiral that matters/

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse