This is a song about "Im not a rapper"

Exploded in the lightness as a rapper not a volunteer cause your bout to fall amir

Dealin with no mom, all the pain i've undergone has shaped what you hear here in your ear

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I know i'm not the best, maybe i'm not a rapper but a guest

I'll spit hot fire lyrics, but i'm not a rapper though

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Ha, there gonna be haters saying im not a rapper but a little singer

I know im a wack rapper, whos rhymes are straight out the sewer,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

It's a no shit i'm provoking, told u before "i'm not a rapper"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

You gon' tip her

Yo this is a rapper?

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But that's not the case with me, i wanna be a rapper so badly,