This is a song about "Badass rap"

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

No badass here, just a slacking rat racing queer.

The third one is mixed, white and black

Here come a technical rap

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Crap thank fuck for underground rap,

Snapple fact: you rather wack

I don't know how to rap,

They told me i can't rap

I'm stuck with that

The michael myers of rap,

Make the fingers snap

Baby all i do is rap

Twista finna get up on the track

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

To every verse of my rap