This is a song about "Your rhymes are wack"

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Your thinking your rhymes are to much for me

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

You rap like a ghost, your rhymes are see through.

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

You weren't fusin' a ruse when you said your rhymes are confusin'

I'm hearin' this shit, your rhymes are sour tastin' like lime

But the same deposition take it every time

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

Your rhymes are wack, your swag is wack your shit is so last year

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out

Your rhymes are dirty and smell bad like sauerkraut,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I will beat you red,cos your cute rhymes are killing me