This is a song about "Entering the rap sce"

Rap godliness the pope knows

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

Human race conquered the earth, as if they are entering a turf

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

I rap into the sky

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

Better begin, again with the meddling, turn the tap on the rap/

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Now you got me hopped up on that

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

My first rap is off the dome, no beat just rap along.

My talent should take me places i've never been

Think we might be entering another recession