This is a song about "Emcee"

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

Without money you couldn't be a internet emcee

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Best rapper out there but i'm still yet to emcee

I'm just a cracker. a white ass emcee

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Im almost the best emcee

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And emt is the greatest emcee in existence

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Killing every emcee, be it friend or foe/

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Trife emcee this is a parkside production record

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

A part-time emcee is 'bout to get unloaded/