This is a song about "How rap music should not be taken at face value and shoul"

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

But i can only love you when you undressed

And i just simply know that rap music will never be the same,

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Mc's get taken to school with this music

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

And i should not be woken, i'm the walking dead

Youtube and listening to music at full blast

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Mc's get taken to school with this music

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick