This is a song about "Bapu bhout kita tu mera rap in punjabi"

You have no rap in that pad

When that money calls i holla back

Chinga tu madero i just said f*ck you in spanish

No tarot card reading; i'm foreseeing you niggas vanish

Yo you should rap in a comedy show,

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

I know the world been waiting for that

Plus you should rap in a kg band

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

In rap terms he keeps it real

And still a nigga made it here

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap