This is a song about "He is bad at rapping"

Homie he is rapping like a compu device

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

It's the don rapping at the dawn

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Rapping is an art most, don't understand

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

And again he is back at the beginning.

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Higher than everest on dro, that's my skill level at rapping

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Where the fuck is he at? i'm lonely, he's probably cozy.