This is a song about "Emo rap"

Here come a technical rap

See i let my nigga split that

Make the fingers snap

The michael myers of rap,

Because there ain't no coming back from that

To every verse of my rap

Smoking weed and listening to rap

You, you, you have to pay for that

And she takes them cuz she doesn't know how to speak emo-lingo to tell them

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

And phlo finister teaching me how to hide my emo-tions

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips