This is a song about "The nuames compact"

And for me it's reversed

Im the best your the worst

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Where the fuck the chorus

Hop off the bus

So while you worry about the hoes

The more battles the better the flows

As the tao converted the thief

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

As the king upon the throne

So don't follow me home

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections