This is a song about "Vocal"

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

I'm energize to the core, when they strain their vocal cords

Rip out your vocal cord till you can't rap no more

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

And don't be mad just because i've grasped my potential and you haven't savage,

When i lyrically diss you with my vocal cords, you say no, no, restart that flow is too much

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Why i am so angry when i express vocal knowledge?

And rip out your vocal cords,

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

Rip out your vocal chords then hang you with em, c'mon yall ready for a show?

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Stress is building up, anxiety's in my vocal chords,