This is a song about "Rate impact"

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I get on beats and defecate on rappers who are second rate

Cause i was offended and violated, caused a huge impact

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

My lyrics will be getting a 100% rate

I am amazed that i can still function at this rate,

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

With the talent of my peers growing at a higher rate

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Cookier cutter rappers, thinking they can making an impact

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Unless it makes an impact dont bother saying

My fist cracked on impact yo,

Like curses on the radio