This is a song about "I quit rapping"

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

I'm bitin' with venomous words and i don't know when to quit

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

I quit fightin, one more thing.

Flapjack, ooh he bring

That i started rapping

But he don't rule a thing

We never meet in real life,cause i make you quit rapping like vanilla ice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Put a sock in it, yeah i never quit

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

I be rapping like a sprinter

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

All the time i missed in rapping

In my drawsring, ring, ring