This is a song about "I rap so what"

I hope you got so offended from this rap

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

This diss is what i got you aint gotta rap shot

Guys who think girls can't rap is what i don't like

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

I rap what i feel, that's just my deal.

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

I rap about what i know, not dying, counterfeit and bliss

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

I just rap cause i'm posed to, nigga this what i know

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Can't break up to make up,she wake up, im out

To make what i write worth to rap about

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains