This is a song about "Showing out"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Bit by bit showing my colors

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Showing no emotion then dropping him in the antarctic ocean,

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Destroying your own emotions showing no composure,

That's too many problems, too late to think over

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Showing my skills like i'm playing basketball on the court

Constantly showing you dvd images of all your fears.

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence