This is a song about "Better rap"

So you better run better run son

What up girl, tell me how you been

Moving on to better things, to better us, it better bring

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You rap like crap it aint like that better u know how to spit or stop throwing shit

Better begin, again with the meddling, turn the tap on the rap/

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Come back next time with a better rap

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Ya'll niggas better whip up a potion my flow so rough my rap book

That's what rains for

Do tell us? who's better?

Well, that's what you are

And i'm told it gets better