This is a song about "I can rap about anythig"

I can brag all day about the flag

I promise i'mma call you back

I rap about the truth and nothing but the truth

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I can rap about facts that matter and rhyme

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

I can find out things about you you'll never know

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

Dont yall worry about me and i can sit and watch

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

Where weapons similar to dry grapes

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

What could he rap about, cuz i know he ain't cool.