This is a song about "U think your fresh"

Your rap is not fresh, its sucks, this fuck's choosin to

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Yo faggs think u know it all

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Where did my time go? i let it fly

What do u think will happen when we all die

U think u can have another planet well good luck with that

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

U still think why u dont have any fan

Lookin' like a nigga just left japan

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

I got ones, threes, all the sheez you wish your js were as fresh as these