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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

Keep your heads up high

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Or attempt to at least shit at least i got some heart

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

I am rapping like a real mcee or at least a man, not like a dame

I'mma make it rain trick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Though, to get back at point you suck at rapping

My name is anto i'm really good at rapping

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king