This is a song about "Yawn"

The master of this rap shit

Release a long yawn when rappers spit

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

Like rich homie quan,yall pawns, im satans spawn,spit fire when i yawn,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Don't make me yawn, your shit's irrelevant

And if it is then yawn

Heh, if the autotune's gone

I have to admit, i have to yawn.

We at the top where we belong

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

I won't stop until i've won so all through dawn you're not gonna yawn

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

When people read my shit they go insane, when they hear yours they yawn

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Making me yawn, waiting for them to be gone