This is a song about "Beating you at rapping"

Alleyway and i can't see you they're beating you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Beating you, go on, tattle

Ass need a saddle

I love the way you're standing

And hope they like what you rapping,

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Annoyed with you rapping dudes

And still got my nike boots

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

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

So pass the baby oil

My rapping made you soil

The odds of you beating me is like hunting seagulls on safari/

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free