This is a song about "I can t sing"

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Sing along, like a mother i think that i better high-

I sing nd let it ring

Hating my macking, they asking

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

I stop for a second and listen to them sing.

Word to shawn corey, and you know what i am doing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

We can sing so sing to subtly sting

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

No one notice your struggle

I can sing an be humble

Actually i like a broad that can help me sing along

Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone