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

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Im always killin in the mic,

My audience with ever rhyme. drop the mic and silence calls out the dime,

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Imagine all the tip top rappers' bottom lips drop

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns

Real rappers drop a song a disaster breaks//

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

All these rappers complain about fake friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Fake rappers take money in favor of remaining true

There's nothing man made than can make it just you