This is a song about "Rhyming death"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I'm rhyming, shining, autograph signing,

The shining is blinding so i keep on grinding with my rhyming,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

What you getting is death

Spending her time with him i guess

All i want now, is death

Baby i’mma mess, mess

As she goes through the levels

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

De la soul is from the soul

But modern rhyming takes its toll

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

Dangerous tongue, sprung from rhyming words with anguish

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

What's wrong with rhyming for the dark side,