This is a song about "Tippa irie lyric maker"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

That can't take an undertaker, feelin to make me meet my maker

One that you haven't experienced in your peachy little lyric rhymes

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Then i dropped a classic, in lyric standpoint

Seen the how-to video now he on point

Dabbled in alien atmospheric, burying you in this searin lyric

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Bringing paper home an dimes taylored, but my effort an time was the fortune maker,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Jaw breaker i'ma take it shake ya money maker

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

So many haters, callin' me faker, money maker.