This is a song about "Rap skills"

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Skills are astronomical,

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

Ive got the skills needed,

You should fuckin' know your rapping skills

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Cos this is rap game,here pussy sells and skills kills

My skills blossom like a clematis

Aight santana man...let's do this

These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

To rest my skills amongst the greats, hope rap god gives me strength

Rhyming skills and concentration

You're uncool like my mother kin