This is a song about "You claim that im shit"

You say okay , aha , and the rest of that shit like im discussing you and you agree

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Youve got your own problems that im not gonna claim

I got that shit, that makes you high

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Aware plus political, 'cause though they claim that every man created equal

You claim you the next eminem, bitch you just skittles

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Don't smoke that shit, what you got is living, im not dying broke

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope

I know what you do with that

But now im on that fuck shit