This is a song about "Shay skills"

Severed skulls with my skills using a skillet

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

While your basic skills are your weakness.

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Just searching for the perfect shot

Skills for the second spot

A serial killer, several kills, severe killing skills

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

My talent should take me places i've never been

His skills bleeding evil him sweetened by treason

I do the right thing

My artist skills are fading,

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

You should fuckin' know your rapping skills

Worth a couple bills

On point, i hone my skills