This is a song about "Wordplay"

This is subliminal wordplay, i could win a cypher,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Kid, silly syllable wordplay, lyrical verse spray

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Oh look at that wordplay, it's such a killer can bring fame to a no name

Kid, silly syllable wordplay, lyrical verse spray

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Wordplay helps you need to learn how to use it,

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

This wordplay is addicting, the realness has me hooked

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook