This is a song about "How rappers are repetitive"

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

It's stupid how we criticize these rappers like they're assholes,

The richest place on earth

No telling how many rappers

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Different rappers don't know how to go, they just blew it/

These rappers are edible

I'm modest, and humble

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

And here you are, flaunting chains and taunting rappers

Too many rappers are on my hit list

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

It's nuts, how does he got such an appetite for food rappers

Teach wack rappers how to spell

Hoping you well, i know it's hell