This is a song about "Reduce"

But its no use, as your raps reduce, and as mine begin to reproduce.

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I hate to pop your bubble but what would reduce you to rubble

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

I just want somebody i can see

But bitch i'm at my peak, you'll never reduce me/

New dough for the new year and i sumo on a rap peer

I am here to increase not reduce nor decrees ya fear,

The weak are taking uppers to reduce bad sweats

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,