This is a song about "I m not a rapper"

But that's not the case with me, i wanna be a rapper so badly,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'll spit hot fire lyrics, but i'm not a rapper though

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

I cant say im a rapper

How the fuck a deal matter

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

No flow, not a real rapper, can't handle a beat

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

I know i'm not the best, maybe i'm not a rapper but a guest

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend