This is a song about "Fuck rap"

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Fuck, i don't know just how to rap

I only rap cause i lack an attention span, fuck it

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Fuck no hell no this new generation of rap enthusiasts

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

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

Fuck rules, skate life, rap, write, repeat twice

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

I rap nerdy, fuck it lets act weirdly

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that