This is a song about "You can t compete"

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Compete against me and an ether is what you in for

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

If you think what you see on t v's bad

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

I keep my money neat

If you wanna compete,

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces