This is a song about "Bad raps"

Know it good when she go no hands

I can only construct raps

My raps are good, yours are bad..

This is why her nigga mad

She like when i rap raps

She do it with no hands

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

They just wanna dance

I'm a beast with the raps,

Mommy found out i’m paying everybody bills

Punch lines are mediocre, and his raps are bad habits,

She did things that were bad

Yo, i'll bet she be back