This is a song about "Underground rap"

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Underground unsigned gunner/

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

I know there was a time where once i was king of the underground

But i apologize for not walking you around

But they dumb it down radically to escape the underground,

You can find me underground like a terrier

I got something you've been waiting for

Yeahi tell my niggas pick the target out

Im coming str8 from the underground

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

This is the underground, team rap pad we're the kings we've all been crowned,

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

The underground artists sproutin' under towns never bound

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

In my underground kingdom filled wit darkness n corpses