This is a song about "Bad rap skills"

You are bad why would you rap?

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

To bad dummy you ain't got skills to back it up with

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Rap skills known to be good like the man with the real cali

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

Y'all brainwashed me bad to think that honky's rap