This is a song about "Samantha is beauti"

My style is patent, the measures is drastic

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Below me, is where you's rappers reach is/

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

This is not fake it it is reality

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

But he don't rule a thing

Cash is overflowing

Question is, is it anxiety or is it just my heart,

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

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

Nobody is better than anyone else.nothing is something

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

What is it? it is nothing,

And now the present got you struggling