This is a song about "You think your slick"

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

You like your rhyming you think you got lines

Step up if you think your a contender ill leave you tender

"2pacalypse now" 'til infinity boy, forever

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

You think youre sooo slick

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

Whether you slick, twisted, or sadistic

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

If you think your a rap god then your damn wrong

You think your crew's hard? better guess again,

If a nigga didn't fake like them