This is a song about "Crap raps"

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

I demand a refund and my raps make you stunned because you crap

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

You ain't funny, you're full of crap

Now let me hear your crap

You, you, you have to pay for that

I'm from the number one place on the map

Crap thank fuck for underground rap,

I was ten and it sounded like crap

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Nothing else matters, fuck all that other crap

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I'm starting war cos your raps are a bore your crap when you do a chore

Ill just go back and deal with crap

Saying they this and that