This is a song about "Reduce reuse recylce"

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

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear

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

The weak are taking uppers to reduce bad sweats

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

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

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

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

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.