This is a song about "How to rap"

I shine, rapping bout how rap is mine

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Bro enough farting, i'll teach ya how to swing rap and sing

This is a rap bout how real my life is

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

I don't know how to rap,

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Nigga you got 2 learn how to rap

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

I'll demonstrate how to act casual / i'm a rap animal thats strapped

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Fuck, i don't know just how to rap

We vegetables, on them record labels

Here's how it goes, rap with symbols