This is a song about "Rhymes"

Paper planes, long flights

Until you ran out of rhymes.

Rollin' down the four o five

Victim of mine, in come the rhymes

I'm about to murder you with some rhymes

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

If i could have 25 wives

Connect four,connect rhymes

Where i tend to let out random rhymes...

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes

Picture me lettin this chump survive

And as i come up with rhymes

The world seems strange at times

Wale they call me tiger stripes

So i'm layin' this verses, doin' this rhymes