This is a song about "Cougar raps commandos"

The door crack, niggas all black

This raps probably wack

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

A rational b j given by your raps

And the v12, that's on various trips

Got better raps written on napkins

Know it good when she go no hands

Enough of the weakened raps

If i don't make that man there dance

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

Big sean, wale, vado, this the future

Cause dont send her my way if she aint a cougar

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Writing raps like psychopaths

Switch swag on you little dick fags

I'm a beast with the raps,