This is a song about "Quid pro quo"

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

I'm no pro, i'll have you know, competition's been slow

Mine is worth more than pay of a pro baller

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Too a quick morsel/slick with the writs also/you a rookie me im all pro/

Imma fucking pro, nigga, i stay composed

Hoes i need a condom for my toast

Listen--this is the status quo. and even though my lines overflow

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

I thought i was pro with my clever lines

You'd be all pro if your profession was dyke

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right