This is a song about "Im not a rookie"

Im not a battle rapper but i am an axe wielding maniac,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

Im not really a rapper im more of an artist

Half your body laying on my chest

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

But im not religious, im just fucking stuck in a viscous wheel,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

King of the pussy, don't sleep with a rookie.

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

You dont rap and im not a jew

And no nigga gon love you

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Give a nookie, i'll pass the cookie, not a rookie