This is a song about "I rap like a bosst"

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

She like when i rap raps

'cause i'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

I rap with talent like a fifty caliber barrett

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

I'm a filler, as i fill these rivers full of livers of rap words like drillers,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap