This is a song about "Beggining of a rap"

To every verse of my rap

? all white but the phantom is all black

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Will sustain about a 100 albums of rap tracks

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

Better quit cause you rap like a piece of cheat

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Who don't need a deal to rap hard, or even the appeal of a black card

You flake n your soft a waste to us all your a prisoner of this rap

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

He probably doesn't know that rap was a piece of crap