This is a song about "Rhymes"

I used to have a nine to five

Victim of mine, in come the rhymes

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

Before we see it's hard to live

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Enlighten shit as i spit, these dope rhymes.

When spitting all of these rhymes

This maze i'm in amazes me at times

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Spit quicker with a sick mixture of rhymes

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Done with the corny rhymes

The world seems strange at times

Turn off the lights

Hit em with the bomb rhymes