This is a song about "Rep battle"

Lpod and if you don't rep that

The third one is mixed, white and black

And there is no chemistry

Rep my clique endlessly

Surrender no? then blunder at first bell, you'll need a rep reconstruction

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I just went up four levels of rep

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Or getting a little rep to my name

Time after time, again and again

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Half y'all vets is heartless and rep regardless

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I will bittle battle bittle battle bittle battle to any sound