This is a song about "Words rhyme spit struggles weed doing better fuck haters"

Just because you can rhyme words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Rhyme better than mine--i am nicer

My brothers alone said fuck your entire

Like fuck all the haters

Oldest nation on this earth

I'm just doing my thing, trying to think of the perfect rhyme/

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

Have all the rappers calling me out all spit a rhyme

"2pacalypse now" 'til infinity boy, forever

Boo me,do it,haters make me feel better,