This is a song about "Becoming good at rap"

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Or be real good at cooking

Who you were becoming

Bun b, i’m underground king

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Arrive at the bridge drop you off saying "have a good day"

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Let's rap together and make good beats for the streets

Cause im good at killing with a tomahawk

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process.

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress