This is a song about "Reduce reuse recycle"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

And even though we try to recycle

I am here to increase not reduce nor decrees ya fear,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Black side keep on to cycle while i'm tryna recycle

High off life? my nigga not even

I'll win putting your shit in the recycle bin

The weak are taking uppers to reduce bad sweats

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

But its no use, as your raps reduce, and as mine begin to reproduce.

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

So sleep tight as i take care of these recycle rappers

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve