This is a song about "I like your raps machine"

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Come see real niggas on my team

We getting money, you can face the facts

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

She like when i rap raps

But you don't have a chance

Like your raps are crusty.

Blow up on this society

In the club like fuck it, though

I spit raps like tobacco

Your raps are stupid just like you

Why we gotta argue

Your raps stink, just like your shittin' armpits.

Nowadays usually it's his pockets