This is a song about "You think you can beta me"

Think you can do it better? then show me

God mc oh my god you gotta see

And if you think you can come step at this

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

You niggahs think you can hurt me then you are cray

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

What makes you think you can step to this intellectual?

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

Bro what can you say about me i'm serious, what that ruby think i'm hideous,

J. cole runnin' late

You can think i'm a fake,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

You can only think about and image it

You snap out det trance and now finally you can think

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist