This is a song about "You suck at writing lyrics make it better"

At the top/. make it drop,/

That's how i got the weed spot

R.y.o.t., you suck at this rap shit,

See i let my nigga split that

Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (jj fad)

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

At least make it believable alright, your lies suck

Catch me writing offensive lyrics, catch you with a purse

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Like fuck it if you don't like then suck it

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (jj fad)

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

The green and all the fame, you had skills, were better at it,