This is a song about "Cougar raps"

And all she wants is to dance

I'm a beast with the raps,

He raps fine lines he knows he raps tight

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Writing raps like psychopaths

If i don't make that man there dance

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

My raps will rape your raps in both of their asses!

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

You cant make a dime with your raps

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Who stays up at night just writing raps

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

We getting money, you can face the facts

I don't make fake shitty one syllable raps,

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance