This is a song about "Your another drake"

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

As i cut off yet another limb, tear off a piece of your skin.

First day in your new life, or another day in hell tormented by your past.

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

Your just another meal, another one i like to chew,

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Championships, three and stop counting / another banner is what your counting

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

Y'all niggas about to feel thisbreak out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms

Lose your mind in the rhythm, another kingdom ill from the cycling symptoms,

Yeah, try keeping up with that, drake/

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight