This is a song about "Stop reading my notepad"

Far as lyrical precision i'm imperial loser

Reading your so called rap almost made me break my computer.

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

My hands wont stop shaking

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

And winds up on my notepad as i re-write and refine it

This ain't easy, im thinking

To your payroll to stop my mixing

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

I'm lyrically destroying my opponent and now he's like "please stop!"

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Stop blowin up my phone

Write something worth reading

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring