This is a song about "Girly rappers"

I make female rappers look good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Rappers like mad dreamer fucking blow.

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

I gave some nerdy a swirly now his girly all on me,

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Everyone thinks they will be pro rappers,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

But if we'll talk about old-skool rappers

But nowadays rappers want show up

On they car note to go to the club

These rappers are plastic

So drop the slam and lets get sick

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

The afrocentric rappers spittin', blazin' chronic,