This is a song about "Stupid elite sky"

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Remember craft adventure elite defender

Nightmare on any street

79. i morph the elite,

I know the whole world sky

I mean the game been dry

Im screaming to the fucking sky

You other brothers can’t deny

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Now that i am elite

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Elite geek speaks unique, sleek with mystique, sweet technique

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Harvard's elite and pseud-intellectuals had it for ninety years,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Sprinting creature that defeats the elite cheater,