This is a song about "The craft"

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Each line you craft takes little so effort

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

I try to perfect my craft but shit gets worse

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Hearing this rapper kendrick whirling the words like the movement of worms is what i've learned,

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

If they laughed at the craft i know i'd regress

And i listen to common

The bigger the the fun

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three