This is a song about "Crappy raps"

For some who raps so petite

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Switch swag on you little dick fags

And even worse my raps

Your raps are monotonous

All we need is convienient love

I'm a beast with the raps,

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

My son and i have been dealt one crappy hand,

For 5 grand, with intentions to expand

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

I can only construct raps

Know it good when she go no hands

Quick with the intricate raps

Your holy raps are to me

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see