This is a song about "Shit rhymes"

And focus more on my rhymes.

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Spittin filthy rhymes shit might need a bath tub

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

I'm readin your shit d, and rhymes are real hard to find

I'm sayin' that i don't spend that much time on rhymes to shit on you

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

What we gotta do to survive

To this beats and these rhymes,

These rhymes you call, it's the same shit i smear

A lot of people called it last year

Twista finna get up on the track

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

Wippin out rhymes so sexual bitches yell shit ive been flashed,

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand