This is a song about "Fake rappers should drop the mic"

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

All these rappers fake i use no backdrop/

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Bombs drop, hit and then explode the mic

We back on these highways moving cakes

Real rappers drop a song a disaster breaks//

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Mic he's the beast. other rappers say he sucks though, but he screams

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Im always killin in the mic,

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I got the appetite to blast the mic and use crap rappers as a sacrifice

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Fake rappers take money in favor of remaining true