This is a song about "Cause all you rappers defective"

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Demanding all you rappers, try to rap circles around me,

This why we get up in the morning

All y'all rappers get boring

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

Spit so fast graduated ahead of my class. all you other rappers better bow down cause

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

For all the rappers and skills

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Get ready,grab a doll cause i'm gonna rip you all

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

How you think your favorite rappers all got ahead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Ready yourself,cause i'm gonna rip you all.