This is a song about "Quality"

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Quantity and quality cause i wont stop this shit doing it constantly

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

And the economy reduced my quality

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

I rap mystical mockeries with ill ass lyrical quality

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner

All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep