This is a song about "Bad at rapping"

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Then i'm back at it, back in hazmats, breaking bad addictions back, im a rap addict"

Why a black nigga take ass over class

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

It's the don rapping at the dawn

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.