This is a song about "Whatever i ll beat"

Whatever i spit, you love it,

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

When i grew up i was like "whatever"

Wale and we are not the same

Fukk it i ll just take yo name

And my bank account look just like a phone card

That i can mold into whatever i want

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

Iaint tryna hurt nobody i ll just spit some verbs

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve