This is a song about "Beginner at rap"

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

I first new i could rap, knew i was good at it

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Say that your skills are increasing, but you've never been good at rap.

I decline for the moment he unfollows on twitter

This lady's pushing eighty, you're driving like a beginner

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Your ignorant feeble attempts at rap leave me stabbing at your flesh