This is a song about "Do you know how to rap"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I don't even know how to rhyme i don't wanna rap no more

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

You can tell everybody that you know how to rhyme too

But now the dough like kaiser bro

That you better know how to throw

I rap i know i aint half bad right? but how many niggas you done clapped

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

You remind me my ex, cause you both know how to blow/

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

He aint even know how to rap, feel what am saying?

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

I dont know what you want me to do,

Now that you know how to behave,

And i got them gold bottles, first place