This is a song about "I will win this battle your rap is crap and you know it i aint playing with you niggahs"

Don't know rap, how will you ever get my refferences? honestly i just rap

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I rap i know i aint half bad right? but how many niggas you done clapped

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

I bet you think you feel like your winning this battle.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

But you know the beef is on when i grab your heart and squeeze it strong

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

All i know is... i'm in it to win it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

This diss is what i got you aint gotta rap shot

And if this is a battle i already know i won the war

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Does it mean that in this rap game i cannot win

Everybody finger point in your direction