This is a song about "I suck at rapping"

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

What you think i am an ignorant bitch, shit, i may suck but i dont suck a dick

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

That i started rapping

I do the right thing

I hate you punk, in my mind you suck

I know you're mad, but so what

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Do you suck more at your raps or dad's dick, i can't tell

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

I be rapping at you niggas like a lampoon

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone