This is a song about "Dope ass rap"

My raps are nothin but dope.

I put it down your throat

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

'till i rap and your ass is spaced out like captain kirk

You pay your favorite stripper car note

Writing some dope ass lyrics while others go broke.

Go to school and smoke dope.

Then later we can elope

Its me. kash. with the dope ass movements

Thought this was forever love

Better yet they work my every nerve

Ass backwards, at last on these rap actors

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

But now i'm killin' rap shit, y'all could ask it, but that's real dope,

This guy aint dope he's a depressed rap addict

That ice be onto my neck and wrist