This is a song about "A website that makes raps for you"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Shit that makes the homies say, 'yo bro, you can really spit!"

That makes y'all target practice for their vocal automatics so

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Over me the same peeps that have died

I got that shit that makes you feel alright

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

I got a cache of raps that say this,i've just been building for years

You hear that swoosh? my raps flow like a breeze.

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

State that yo--money makes you better

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

And it makes me sick to think that you could blame me

It's a battlejust for tha big money

I got that shit that makes you feel alright

It sends her on a trip so right