This is a song about "Skilled by default"

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Forgotten by many, cheered by some,

Just me trying to skate by

She gotta hold her head up high

Pull out a verse and i win by default

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

And i'm just being honest

Machine the way i'm skilled

Musician by heart , instrumentalist by nature

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

Abandoned by all my friends, labelled by my school,

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

Real nigguh by far these hoes went by a telescope

Devoured by the hour by the lead showers,

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers