This is a song about "Technical lyrics"

I be giving work to the kids

"lose yourself'' in carl's lyrics,

Saying they this and that

Here come a technical rap

You lyrics need to be rearranged,

It feels good to be over you, babe

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Com-pensate these lyrics

You got some half baked lyrics

And the v12, that's on various trips

Every one love my lyrics

Blew money like six crips

Who knew i could rip these lyrics

Got racks, ain’t talking tits