This is a song about "Skis"

They're a waste of your time,

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

He tumbled and felt ruffled and shaken

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

When you hit so hard it cracks, i'll light this like a wax candle,