This is a song about "Are you that bad"

My raps are good, yours are bad..

Where the black girls get their weaves back

That means you dudes are losers!

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

I promise i'mma call you back

Times aren't always that bad

That affected you so bad

Top dropped down, black on black

I understand that you are angry

I just want somebody i can see

With the goons i spar

When you know that you are

Your raps are so bad that you couldn't even get third place,

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days