This is a song about "Welcome to the rap game it s do or die i flow demonic setting the mic on fire"

Ready, steady and setting fire to the mic/

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

When it comes to the rap game you better have devotion

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Welcome to cypher, choose life or, the knife or, her,

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

Do it 'til i die as the greatest rapper ever to

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

I'm a sick spic, on the mic i flow sadistic.

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

On poetry of rap i towed on the flow he goes

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes