This is a song about "Reduce"

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

The weak are taking uppers to reduce bad sweats

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

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

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

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

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

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

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

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth