This is a song about "Can t rap"

We don't ever make love

U can rap fast with practice

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

He said damn that kid can rap

White people can rap why cant asians

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

When i was starving now it's payback

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Spending all this time thinking that you can rap

Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman

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

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

So i can just rap about my mistakes.