This is a song about "He can t rap"

Women at my pole

He thinks that he can control

He said damn that kid can rap

Well, i can handle that

See i let my nigga split that

He finally begins to rap,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Get aload of sarap thinking he can rap ill pull the trigger an leave your brains in your hat,

He can take a beating

I'm the sushi king

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

He can do anything, apart adapting,

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile