This is a song about "I can really rap"

Yea i know i can't rap, but at least i don't act like i can.

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

While i have nobody i can really share this with

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

8. bout to show what i can really do,

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

But can i really call me one when i talk most to a host

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

I gesture when i rap you can call me a handyman,

I've been made angry now i rap double what you can.

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

But really when i rap, my eagerness nevertheless sometimes approaches.

But really when i rap, my eagerness nevertheless sometimes approaches.

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages