This is a song about "Yours rhymes sup"

Epic, they used to feed me detours

My raps is better then yours

Basketball is my favorite sport

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I aint about to pay for yours.

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

I just give dad the silent treatment when he says sup

But that wasnt my business so it certainly aint yours.

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

My rhymes are intensely deep 'n yours are just very weak,

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need