This is a song about "Yours truly1"

Epic, they used to feed me detours

My raps is better then yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

You are always mine, i aint never yours

They say that karats help your vision

But it's real shit comparing to yours, son.

Always speak your mind, to yours truly

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

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

But that wasnt my business so it certainly aint yours.

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

If i was yours, and you were mine.

Runnin a liberation, neutralization comes to mind when my rhymes meet yours,

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners; it screws up all my looks