This is a song about "2015 rap u p"

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

U rap like me...umm wen i was two

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

I know u are better than me to rap

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

I'll even help u rap better someday,

I hope u consider this rap a roast

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

So chase the air hide your stash

M v p like steve nash

Hustling tryna make this p

I reel them in, goadomes on see

So step back sacrap an resite your rap, come spitting back when ya got something decent not whack,

That was the sonic art form of rhyming and poetry, and it is abbreviated in three letters r-a-p