This is a song about "Reduce reuse recycle"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

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

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

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

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

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

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

The weak are taking uppers to reduce bad sweats

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And even though we try to recycle

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

I'll win putting your shit in the recycle bin