This is a song about "Rhyming hard"

Even though it's difficult, we say the same thangs rhyming,

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Rhyming ma feeling from a to da z now am free

A visceral individual wrecking rhyming syllables

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Guess it's just defying gravity, rapidly rhyming when nothings happening/

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

For now everything just seem so right

What's wrong with rhyming for the dark side,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Harder to escape the jail cells and bills

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills