This is a song about "Rivals"

No, jesus christ and shawn carter are my only rivals

Together all the timethought it was true love

We vegetables, on them record labels

But it ain't so gunny, the blood just gets you rivals

While you gasp 'n' you croak, my clueless rivals run as i chew your eyeballs whole

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Rivals must wait in line, like its scarcity/

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

I am the killer of my rivals. holding guns while reading bibles.

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Rips rivals with rhyme he busts or lays