This is a song about "Dissing these fake rappers"

Cuz this world is full of fake rappers i can't stand it

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Fake rappers are spotted whether black or white like dalmatians,

I don't want it on my back

These whack rappers, rapping whack

I'm devoted to dissing other rappers to hide how much i suck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Number two, you're fake and rappers know that's true

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

You've heard from rags to riches, fake rappers are bitches

These rappers are plastic

Still listen to big

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

And stop idolising fake rappers like lil wayne