This is a song about "Good rap"

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Say that your skills are increasing, but you've never been good at rap.

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoodsseen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

Creating more of an anarchy than a democracy i was hoping my rap would make shit happen for good,

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

But i guess its all good

My nigga, no hook

Bath ya in acid while i'm watching your spine detach,

Stupendous, cheeko suspended you can rap, a good match

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

Yeah i know you think you're good, but in reality you can't rap.

Rap skills known to be good like the man with the real cali

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good