This is a song about "Henry can t rap"

I can rap about facts that matter and rhyme

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

I can already tell this rap battle is his mission,

He said damn that kid can rap

One night love: i'mma need that

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

But i swear to god my biz bad boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

D j t j is here to save all of rap

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

I'm back on these highways moving cakes

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

Can't win with a passive attack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back