This is a song about "Clark is terrible at making music"

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

And young teens how get shot at gas stations for loudest music,

Your rap is more terrible than anything i ever did

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

We might be back in this baby

Rap is music with real substance b

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Music is my motivation it teaches me patience

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Ill give you quite a fright, or at least a terrible

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Cause every song you make, joe, is really ho music

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Making music is the main goal better