This is a song about "Being a goood rapper"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

My tongue is a steel dagger / kneel to the real rapper

78. sick rapper on a beat,

But don't fall asleep

But now all changed i wanna be a dope rapper

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Your the type to act like a rapper,

I pipe in and one night her

Just a lazy egotistacal rapper,

And then along came the wrong man for her

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

I cant say im a rapper

That i will leave earth with her