This is a song about "Crappy raps"

Now if you give us a chance

I'm a beast with the raps,

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

Of crappy nasty shit from a truck fit file

You can see with your fans

You cant make a dime with your raps

So here i am at the store for some chips

Don't you dare show me your crappy skills

That's why i shine like i does

My raps are a bit continuous.

At the same damn time

Your raps ain't worth a dime

Crappy shity feces

When you're reachin' your dreams

My son and i have been dealt one crappy hand,

I understand, i'm back by popular demand