This is a song about "Crappy raps"

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

My son and i have been dealt one crappy hand,

I spit raps like tobacco

People love hodgy i hate you though

See boy she been in love

Your raps are monotonous

Your raps ain't worth a dime

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

Who stays up at night just writing raps

For some who raps so petite

African queen got what you need

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats