This is a song about "This a relay"

This illiterate idiot thinks he got a chance of winning this

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

This isnt golf this is a blisterin' assault

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Put the words in front of my face and tell me how to relay it,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

And breaking all the records on that 4x4 relay

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

I'm a trap this pimpsqueak like a mouse

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Lame artists rapping i got em running like a relay

Rhyme words in a furnace like a freezer can't ice this

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

This guy's a choke artist