This is a song about "How i m a fuck up tryna rap"

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Tryna fuck on some sluts since i was a freshmen

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Were to examine this he would wonder how the fuck i come up with these lyrics,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

I don't know how to rap,

One night love: i'mma need that

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I didn't know how to set up a battle?

How you gon battle me wit a style dat i made up?

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

But, shorty i'm far from a saint