This is a song about "Afrikaans rap"

I am the personification of rap

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Twista finna get up on the track

Money fast like eminem's rap

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

And that's jay line i had to quote that

And sense when because i rap,

Dont need consent to rap

Top dropped down, black on black

What influences you to rap

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Ill end you will to rap