This is a song about "Than"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Than the kid that hit quicker than shots of hard liquor

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Bigger than a palace i'm more bitter than malice you're a quitter

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

Frat party rappers im so much "fresher" than

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma

I'm flyer than a shoe i'm higher than a bundle keep ya

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

But im already better than him

Ain't no mother fucker harder than

So if i talk down to a man