This is a song about "Girl who raps"

And my fucking strategy, is to kill all those who raps are plain stupidity, you lack

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

I know i'm a skinny white boy who raps like a drug addict

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

At the end many tanks to emcees who voted carlcee's raps

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

// [she's just a girl who claims that i am the one]

And even worse my raps

Man it’s the killer tracks

Are you perfect motherfucker

Guess who that girl was it was your mother

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

Niggas gonna run down, tell you put your gun down