This is a song about "I m rapping"

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Why not me the same thing

That i started rapping

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

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

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