This is a song about "Fake mc s"

So be gone with your whack rhymes, you aint no mc

On trial for possession of some chronic

I'm an mc still as honest

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

We don't believe you, you need more people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

To try and become the next mc

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Make room for the groom married to his music

I never though then i'd become an mc,

Same thing with this music

Denni-c and the fucking great mc...

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,