This is a song about "Reduce it"

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Now easy does it, you can't do it like deezy duz it,

Check it in, do it anyhow

You owe me, homie have that now

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

Cause you can live it, live it, live it,

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

I was tryna hit it and quit it

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Y'all could never admit it, forget it, spit it, i writ it,

The master of this rap shit

Couldn't believe it when i heard it

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Im in it to win it. i did it. i killed it.