This is a song about "Fuck rap battles"

Now we are running rap, so fuck all of you tools

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Cuz i fuck any rap makin the rap game my main whore, as my lyrical brain brings more,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

And i don't rely on no bitches

Fuck rap i'm sick of this!

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Here we go, fuck it, let's delete accounts on rap pad

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Raz, fuck jazz, this is rap, increase the bass/

You, you, you have to pay for that

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

Fuck rhyming why battle rap you?

I call em up, they might fall through