This is a song about "Fake rap off"

I lost my connection with a brethren

Let me start this off with a little rap lesson

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Get off rap pad and get a degree

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

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

You off, you treat rap like a business

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

You are crap can't rap keep strap take a nap fake crap...

Low income no bills getting paid

You can think i'm a fake,

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

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