This is a song about "Chance the rapper s good ass intro"

These weak ass motherfuckin rapper cats is just a fad

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

About some tyga beef shit

The outline which you n****s out dated

The athiest rapper, ak's craziest rapper

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Im the nonstop rapper

Then the stars don't even matter

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Im the nonstop rapper

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',