This is a song about "I m a real rapper"

Poke out from behind her

I aint really a rapper

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer

I could be underground and broke, but a better rapper,

I may not look like a black rapper

How the fuck a deal matter

I cant say im a rapper

See, i like the person that you are

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

But now all changed i wanna be a dope rapper

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

And all that deep shit i was previously down for