This is a song about "A fast rap about eminem"

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

When eminem had problems when he was born ,he didn't care about his mom,

U can rap fast with practice

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

I can knock out eminem and become the new rap chartist."

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Rap spread fast like a rash now it's over the hedge

You little niggas better check my french

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Or might blast a tight rap, have a bike crash cause i drive fast

Would i rap fast or slow or a little of both, i had to think.

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

You talkin' like a backpacker, you ain't know shit about rap,

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Heated, that i might take first place, i rap so fast you'd think its a race,