This is a song about "Im hot and so are my raps"

My shit's so hot and you can call me obscene

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

And plus hip-hop is dying, so my raps are like the laser rays/

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Yo bring it my raps are sick and twisted

My raps are good, yours are bad..

The door crack, niggas all black

Shit, my raps cut so deep my lyrics are straight razors,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Living out of bags

And even worse my raps

And my lines are so barbaric,

Y'all similes is literal shit