This is a song about "Girl rappers"

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

I'm the buster of rappers.

"eyeing every next girl..."

And he, what's his name, earl

You wack rappers can go lay

Underrated some would say

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Fuck you other rappers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Shifted i'm standing, above all you rappers,

But if we'll talk about old-skool rappers

Talking about the god you serve