This is a song about "Verse is to dope"

Don't try to hate on dope

I put it down your throat

When you feel so dope it ain't even cool for you to get excited with a verse anymore

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

Sounds cause death to the deafest kids, the flow is complex with every verse i spit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Verse me is a consequence

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

And my niggas say that dope is fake

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Shit can't be stopped,my rap is one hundred percent dope

On a mission to vicous to mention it in this verse

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Go to school and smoke dope.

I fucking hate this job