This is a song about "Feamle rappers"

Oldest nation on this earth

Fuck you other rappers

Stayin' on it, while these superstitious rappers,

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Young kid rappers, kidnappers

And what about the rappers

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

No telling how many rappers

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

But if we'll talk about old-skool rappers

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

You got reason to brag

All yall other rappers wack

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

I'm the buster of rappers.