This is a song about "Another rap god"

Jump in the saddle and rattle off another rap again.

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

You're just another rhyming accident that rap left in abandonment

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

One is mr carter and another is rap god...

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

I'm gonna keep writing, cause every rap is another step

You shook my world and it felt apart

Like you to me ima rap god past hard

I could have been a athletic type but god gave rap

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage