This is a song about "Quality"

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner

Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

And the economy reduced my quality

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

Will grow a few stalks, quality mushrooms on your lawn...

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

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

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy