This is a song about "Best rapping"

But in the meantime it's lights please

Yall rapping like rookies

While im rapping flows on beats

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Rapping fast like a florida tornado

I got no shame but i got blood like game and i'll be rapping best to main

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Hating my macking, they asking

And hope they like what you rapping,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But it aint gonna happen while i'm rapping

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete