This is a song about "Treaty of versailes"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Your last man was semi pro

Return of the king of flow

Of the book of your life

Inferior, but i'm nice

I'ma part of yours i'ma tale of yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I'm why baby mamas leave

Top of my pile of bodies

They all see my life from a childish position

Thought of, cuz it's sort of...an addiction,

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Your yard, full of pieces of lard