This is a song about "How unrealistic rappers are"

New rappers are copies,how can you say that i'm wack?

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

All the other rappers are simple like retards

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Im how these other rappers outa be

But we should be body to body

Rappers nowadays are commercially written

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

You other rappers think its about how much paper u stash

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Leave other rappers alone, and see how mean you can get

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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