This is a song about "Reduce reuse recycle"

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,

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

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

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

First i have potential, now i got them answers

So sleep tight as i take care of these recycle rappers

Black side keep on to cycle while i'm tryna recycle

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

I'll win putting your shit in the recycle bin

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

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

The weak are taking uppers to reduce bad sweats

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense