This is a song about "How unrealistic rappers are"

How my writtens are invigorating,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Teach wack rappers how to spell

Breakdancing to melle mel

Even if i ever leave now

Your friends are left wondering how

Made a million with the pen

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

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

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

The other rappers are just alright,

The world i live in is unrealistic

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Too many rappers are on my hit list

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest