This is a song about "Rhyme internal rhyme rhythm meter foot iamb trochee and iambic pentameter"

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Let me put my funk on this one time

Bars, one mic, and their mine, i was made to rhyme

Making my brain hard to rhyme

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

And as i lay one board at a time rooted in rhyme.

Spittin rhyme after rhyme and committin hard crime

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Up with rappad and next im posta rhyme

Guess that means you can never be mine

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Your lines of rhyme just keep getting lower and lower

Wanna recap? your lines don't have any rhythm or rhyme

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time