This is a song about "Copying raps"

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Your holy raps are to me

Im gonna teach raps nothing without

Can't decide, take em out

We getting money, you can face the facts

I ask myself "what influences my raps?"...

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Quick with the intricate raps

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Your raps are monotonous

But most times darling the sequel sucks

He just get her bigger bags

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

Man it’s the killer tracks

I destroyed it with my raps,