This is a song about "I m great at rapping"

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

I am capable of rapping,

Mr. pacquiao, i'm packing

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Can barely walk the city streets

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

I refuse to be another being on this earth

For tryin' to communicate through a song

It's the don rapping at the dawn

I found a formula that's great

I don't mind if you niggas hate