This is a song about "Rotten"

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Young thing said she never been to south beach

Like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

Your rhymes stink, like rotten bananas in a trash can,

Shoutin and poutin, becomin rotten, your swing plane's forgotten

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Death due peak, toxic rotten leak my mouth seeps.

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Haha well thats where you're wrong pal, this shit is rotten

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws