This is a song about "Boys that rap"

Hopin' that my niggas see

Boys wearing that hardy

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

That rap is mostly dead/

This thing that you could imagine

Cause that rap ain't gotta be for fun

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

And that both of these boys, not men, will eventually pay

You have no rap in that pad

Cus if your love was all i had

That that was the worst rap ever

One man’s pain is another man’s pleasure

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

Another dead woman,another bad boys