This is a song about "Tryna ruin my rep"

Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

Roll up niggas be like sex

She ruin my dream, calling rex?!!

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Now that in my zone , these niggas tryna ruin my flow

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

I rep yung bloods/ yeah dey get it right/ bez close yah eyes/ cuz my fame is bright/

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Tryna meet my half ends

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And a head like jimmy neutron, now who's tryna be my cindy?

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul