This is a song about "Drizzy drake"

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Drake. but i'm stuck in this wake, this place, oh for gods sake let me out!

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

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

Time for the drake rapping i undertake

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Like wayne and drake lyrics had a cross fader

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

While im rapping like emniem wayne or drizzy these nigga being patrick

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

This drake shit should be forbidden, it ain't hot, it got me nippin'.

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Sing all you want, just don't drake on they ass