This is a song about "I m spitting raps"

I have a dream, i’m saying rhymes, spitting tight raps,

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

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

That raps and does nnnt lack at spitting nice shit

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

But he don't rule a thing

Best believe i stay spitting