This is a song about "Don t know how to rap"

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

I don't know how to react

Wonder if they take it all back

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

We came.. way too far pretty baby

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

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

I don't ever fear nothing, i'm forever here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Don't know rap, how will you ever get my refferences? honestly i just rap

You rap like crap it aint like that better u know how to spit or stop throwing shit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket