This is a song about "So are yu"

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Your raps are so brain dead

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Are flow is so appealing,

She's cute but her forehead's big

And my lines are so barbaric,

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

And wonder why things are so difficult

Are so good while yours are mold

I mean of course just the same old

So quit talk about how good you are

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Cause people are vital so that monsters are fed

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

I'm gon remember her, but still

My raps are just so damn ill