This is a song about "Being a fast rapper"

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Your the type to act like a rapper,

Then the stars don't even matter

I cant say im a rapper

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Rapping fast like a florida tornado

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

My gramma say you wanna be a rapper

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

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

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)

If your a rapper than

Fifth wheel on the back just hang