This is a song about "Someones skill"

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

You leave cracks? sounds like uve been up someones ass.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Y'all can't stand up on my level, can't reach my lyrical skill,

You cant keep up with this skill

I'm gon remember her, but still

Sittin in someones den in some denim,

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Never become someones minion

For real, a nigga ill

You see this ain't no a skill

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Delusional where you think you have skill