This is a song about "Can t rhyme"

Can't win with a passive attack

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

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

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

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

You don;t thin anymore

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

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

I can rap about facts that matter and rhyme

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy