This is a song about "Formula for rap"

I'mma kill you for tellin me that i can't rap

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

I honestly feel dumber for having read your rap,

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

So i submitted a rap for this cypher

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

But this ain't physics or rocket science

One rap to repent for all your sins

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

You tried to go for a rap champ,

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

And that's all i long for in my rap career