This is a song about "Being a good rapper"

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Dismissive like we miss the principle of being a good citizen.

Baby, you know who you are

Fucking hell what a rapper,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I believed in a higher being.

My gramma say you wanna be a rapper

Of impactful things one can ask for

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Now on the surface you seem like a pretty good rapper,

Still the man with the pan

If your a rapper than

The only time i flirt with her

I aint really a rapper

78. sick rapper on a beat,

Me and my peeps often meet