This is a song about "Your bad rap skills"

These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Rap skills when i cap kills like gangsters with nap pills

Same rhymes with bad flow and no skills

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

So here i am at the store for some chips

You should fuckin' know your rapping skills

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

You rap so bad your girl left you and came to suck my dick,

Your lyrical skills will make me physically ill?

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

I sit and rap till my skills are perfected

A couple milli in the bag and my face good