This is a song about "Bullies and rap"

As those bullies played there sick and twisted game,

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

I'mma sign that work and release that

And yea i know i cant rap

Snapple fact: you rather wack

And sense when because i rap,

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Can't stand without writing rap and

Just emerged and already rap circles

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And crap rap took off and flew/

I be stuck to you

Then these bullies fight back and hold some glass to his brothers neck

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Pain, he's ready for whatever

And my rap is a lecture