This is a song about "Fake rap off"

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Youre whole rap is fake,you content is bitten

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Or a fake like you out of the blue i'm throwing a mackaveli like you off the empire

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Trying to rise to my streak i'll kick you off the ladder,in this rap battle you'll be

I'll rap until i die or my dick and balls fall off

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

But bein honest i'll prolly smoke it all then rap to blow off steam

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

You off, you treat rap like a business

Thought this was forever love

This response was just the appetizer, made up off fertillizer, yeah my rap is shit.

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

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