This is a song about "Can t rap"

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Run for cover and return fire

You think you can rap about killing these bitches

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

On the slow jam of love

U can rap fast with practice

He said damn that kid can rap

The third one is mixed, white and black

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

The door crack, niggas all black

We ain't playing no fucking games

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

I can rap about facts that matter and rhyme

Is it possible at the same moment in time

I can already tell this rap battle is his mission,

I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition