This is a song about "You cant compete with my skill"

You say i got no skill?

That's aids to the ill

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

You a little nigga that cant even compete

V2: maybe she's chilling with rich kids and i can't compete

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

An adrenaline junkie amazed by my skill

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

Beast with flow just for show i compete with the weak

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

I beat this bitch already i compete with to many

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

You cant touch my skill,if you try youll get killed,