This is a song about "How i rap"

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Releasing excessive content, while realizing how expensive this rap project is,

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

I could send my10 year old michael to your place to teach you how to rap.

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Back then, this rap shit, i had it figured out, (how?)

Look over your shoulder, i am a man now

They was on that mase shit

But how i rap you'd assume it

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

When it's time for rap this is how i handle it

He aint even know how to rap, feel what am saying?

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