This is a song about "How to rap like 2pac"

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

'cause i'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You rap like crap it aint like that better u know how to spit or stop throwing shit

I'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Not against it or id be found dead like 2pac nation

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

I don't know how to rap,

Missiles through your rooftop like 2pac, that's the man,

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

But i still know how to rap like you wish you could