This is a song about "Rhyming death"

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Fuck rhyming why battle rap you?

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

What's wrong with rhyming for the dark side,

But modern rhyming takes its toll

Open up your contacts then scroll

So here i am at the store for some chips

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills

Oh! and you rhyming scheme?

It's roc nation, this my team

Grow older, closer to death.

I can taste the salt from my tears

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause