This is a song about "Rappers retire"

Everyone thinks they will be pro rappers,

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

Piling r.i.p"another of cheekos beaten rappers"

Teach wack rappers how to spell

True player, cory mo cold as hell

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

These rappers are plastic

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Flow is so dominant beating rappers

So you finally got the nerve

I'm the buster of rappers.