This is a song about "I ain t a rapper"

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

I am a rapper whose words stab like a machete show!

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Said i was never gonna be a rapper, he was unworthy

When ab enter, cats get they raps injured

Say i am just a rapper from pittsburgh

That damier bag i bought her

I aint really a rapper

Because i feel strange beating a crap rapper and winning

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I may not look like a black rapper