This is a song about "Crap rappers"

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

You're very attractive, and notice that

But all yo get is bull crap

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

I will work hard, outsmart you crap rappers, make myself great

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

The pioneer of the coke rap

Ill just go back and deal with crap

Cause i aint talking crap

You, you, you have to pay for that

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

Better than the last stack of bull crap

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Puts up with mum and dads crap