This is a song about "Brutal rap and roasts"

And yea i know i cant rap

Whether teddy or pat

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

He said '' never will i treat you inferior again'' and his son hugged him with brutal injuries

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

Your brutal merciless vicious inhuman barbaric nature

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Smoking weed and listening to rap

This how i hear it different

Can't stand without writing rap and

I know the world been waiting for that

And sense when because i rap,

That's real as ever

And my rap is a lecture