This is a song about "Your career is over"

I'll come right back with a divebomb and tear your career apart

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

But here knb my verse is over its your turn spit your weak ass verbs.

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Wake up for god sake your break time is over and i'm older

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Your career hash tag, a teen magazine

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Ya career is done ya raps lines are over

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Nah, that's just cancer killing off your career

Its because of you my life is over, now i'm gonna mess with your brain and be

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party