This is a song about "Rap freestyle"

Your last man was semi pro

Yeah i'll spit a fuckin freestyle flow

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

So i can start this freestyle, got more rhymes than there's crops

I can freestyle with more talent

Put the purp in the blunt

Run for cover and return fire

That if you beat me on a freestyle

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

I can battle you in freestyle or even fencing

And he who satisfy, might as well as retire

Just reading on this untitled freestyle

I make you feel like it is 10 below

Yeah i'll spit a fuckin freestyle flow

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

Eff this freestyle, next time when i rap yall gone be screaming my name