This is a song about "Bad at rapping"

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Will always touch at the apex of you heart instead of rapping like a

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

I be rapping at you niggas like a lampoon

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

At first i didnt know how bad this shit would bother me

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

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

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

At that moment was an epiphany and had a bad feeling so i started racing

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage