This is a song about "Better raps"

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Quick with the intricate raps

An ability conversion of rhymes and raps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

And even worse my raps

Man it’s the killer tracks

Switch swag on you little dick fags

I destroyed it with my raps,

I don't make fake shitty one syllable raps,

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Whose writing better when your raps are more terrible

I'm a beast with the raps,

And all she wants is to dance