This is a song about "I am good at rapping"

Am i rapping with force or just making a slow jam

Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I know i anit dat good at rapping...and my efforts just go in vain...

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I am capable of rapping,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Who am i? good question i don't even know.

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

''my raps don't make sense'' you know why??, cause i am rapping with kids

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Just who am i to be living life so good?