This is a song about "Black people rap"

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

I'mma sign that work and release that

Killing till they're real rap people at the top instead manic flops

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

You people wanna know what influenced me to rap?

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Tongues get twisted when you people try to rap along

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Ugh this whole verse is wack, i cant rap cuz im the opposite of black,

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages