This is a song about "A kid who cant rap"

I'm stuck with that

Just a kid tranna rap

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

I mean a lame who cant do what i do,

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

But im a guy who loves to speak rap

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

It don't matter who wins the votes, you're a kid with friends i'm sure city wide.