This is a song about "Generating a rap"

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Its been a month since he lost his guts to rap

Going broke, no sir

And my rap is a lecture

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Imma marvel, a rap avenger

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Tryin to show off a rap

Well, i can handle that

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

You wanna rap me aren't u ashamed ? ,i don't rap a dame