This is a song about "How bad pop songs are"

That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Punch lines are mediocre, and his raps are bad habits,

How much shit is he going to cop before it starts to pop

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

I don't know how to make songs like that

The third one is mixed, white and black

But all this stress still nobody knows how bad the pain gets.

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

My raps are good, yours are bad..

No, not bombs over baghdad

How your songs though? you never spent a day in the bing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing