This is a song about "I m tired of you saying my raps are fak"

That bitch was racist, got me fired

So you no i aint tired

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I bet you didn't like that well welcome to the game. my raps are sharp enough

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

My raps are of least concern,i'll see ya tomorrow,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Tired of people saying, "i don't give a fuck, i'm real"

Watch my back, cuz' i know these rapper jealous of my raps/

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

My raps are elegant,excellent,i contain all of the elements

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements