This is a song about "Sub bots"

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Bringing up fucking ro-bots

A sub-par rapper who gets prosts drunk on cheap alcohol

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

Slumdog far apart any sub par

'bout to get my other car

This is everything that we call hype

You're sub-par, so i'll ignite your finest write-

Listening to the calm and then the sub woofer ignites

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out

Bitches sittin on a sub, now her booty's loud.

Mad strict sub par rap skits i'm the ruler by far bars mention flat bids..

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots