This is a song about "A fake rapper"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I'm destroying the stereotypes of a white rapper

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Your the type to act like a rapper,

Well quit calling me a white rapper then.

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

My gramma say you wanna be a rapper

See, i like the person that you are

I thought i recognized her

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)

You can think i'm a fake,

New york, va, dc, get paid

Huh, i can't interpret her

I aint really a rapper