This is a song about "Can t rap james"

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Now i was born by the river in a little tent

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

You know who your messing with? it's lebron james

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Run for cover and return fire

He said damn that kid can rap

She was wet off the bat

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

No days off and that's even on a snow day

If we can rap thats all that matters,

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards