This is a song about "Black men can t rap"

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Young innocent black men have to stop and freeze,

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

My verse seduces everyone i can here the sound of men grasping their shafts,

Can i kick camera mans in black vans

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Deep into the flesh, these rap men are idols,

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

But you can't its a sin, only real men can fuck on a whim.

What the fuck happened to rap when

Rich white and black white-washed men/