This is a song about "Way fair comment karma"

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Always arguments about shit that wasn't fair

Got a killer flow from the llama

Now im raking in the karma

Hard to imagine karma that people get

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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Life has put her to the test

And keep for your self your comment

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

While i'm sitting here spitting rhymes you think its not fair

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You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Doesn't anybody even comment? look at props that you got,

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop