This is a song about "Rookie"

I got niggas expecting my greatness like when mj was a rookie

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Stay on the down low rap a fuckin rookie competitor

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

I'm not a professional, but no longer a rookie

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

King of the pussy, don't sleep with a rookie.

I got finesse in possession, u rookie writing raps my profession

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker