This is a song about "I rap so good"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Tonight so get it right, you actually said you were good at rap, man thats all crap,

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

My verses so fuckin good i always keep them on time.

They aren't any good so i hope they retire

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Yeah i know you think you're good, but in reality you can't rap.

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Blowin on good, shits going so good i'm starting to think i was chosen

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one