This is a song about "But im not a rapper"

You know...you know who you are

Im the nonstop rapper

I'll spit hot fire lyrics, but i'm not a rapper though

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Ha, there gonna be haters saying im not a rapper but a little singer

So motherfucka don't appear when the money's homelil' homie done grew into a big dog

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

Im not really a rapper im more of an artist

And i be countin' money till i pass out

Im a rapper without a crowd to make me feel proud

Im the nonstop rapper

Baby, you know who you are

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

No flow, not a real rapper, can't handle a beat