This is a song about "Being a good rapper"

I may not look like a black rapper

I never use a fork i always spoon her

And i ain't frontin for her

I aint really a rapper

"contemplate", i wrote about her

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

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Im a rapper through and through

78. sick rapper on a beat,

More money that mean less sleep

I believed in a higher being.

Light skinned women, all sex everything

I ask you what's so good about being a king,

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing