This is a song about "Roasting him"

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

But im already better than him

Or left with her mother, to beat him before the strangle him,

How you killing my highs i hope you built the coffin

Class is in session

And chickie's never loved him

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

With beautiful music, just like him.

Why team up with him when i know i can beat him

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Carl c is gone , mcees hate him vote against him

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Nail to 2 tha coffin

They pick on him and step on him

They call him a monster when in all reality they created him

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination