This is a song about "Being good at rapp"

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock

And if i speak the good into existence, that instant my dreams will unlock

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

I'm completely lost and being burnt up at my core

Anto's rhymes are like pantomimes, always being laughed at

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Dreaming of being the best at this rap shit

Or never say never though i admit

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

For good at least once in a while

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

I got sorta good at pretending

That i will leave earth with her

At the thought of being popular