This is a song about "Sub concious"

You get close but no cigar

Slumdog far apart any sub par

If he does my soul to keep

Talk about me through your sub tweet

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

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

I'll keep it moving and tryna get out

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Yet when you listen ya concious starts becomin so fucking curious

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

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

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

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