This is a song about "Aggresive rapping"

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Rapping fast like a florida tornado

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Only way settle my depression with rapping

That i started rapping

Hating my macking, they asking

What them tippers don't see

Rapping dash so wavy

Allegedly dead and rapping whiter/

And the food could have been finer