This is a song about "Think your the cleverest boy but your the dumbest"

Mow anybody wanna play some hockey

If you think your the bomb, then im nagasaki

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

But people everywhere think i'm your average guy

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Like a fiend off the best rock

Boy i think i i hit the jackpot

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Look on your page, you really think you're boss at the top,

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

Thats the life when your just a boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Your the reason people think rap is poetic shit