This is a song about "Stats"

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

They keep pouncing on us like cats , bring up the survey man , they must have known the stats

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Wack ass pawns- no stacked stats drawn- half ass prawns

Tend to invert my stats

But you don't have a chance

Hey your honor, is you kidding

Check the stats, my team winning

Ryot, your skill stats still remain the same.

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

The way the stats setted out i was the favourite on paper

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that