This is a song about "U ain t got rhymes"

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

Cause baby i got u and u know this

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Fuck you if you feelin' different

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Then i got better and used measured rhymes

This maze i'm in amazes me at times

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

Come to my raps if u want the intricate rhymes

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

My rhymes are potent/time u notice/align ur focus