This is a song about "Up and coming rapper"

Now everybody smoke to it, for this is, the celebration

Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation

I don't really give a fuck

Lights coming up, night coming up,

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Coming out hard and sick,coming out sharp and quick

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I am the up and coming, the new intelligence

Im a rapper through and through

Hey now got a thing for you

Of him seeing shrinks and coming up with the plan

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

Bars coming nice and fast

Got racks you don’t understand

The suns coming up, oh,

This shit ain't nothing new though