This is a song about "You think you re good"

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Hell naw you need to re-think that

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Yeah i know you think you're good, but in reality you can't rap.

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

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

You think its good well i think im sensing fear,

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

Back to my life application, you might think i'm happy, with this good fucking grades