This is a song about "Im not rapper but i like to rap"

I may not look like a black rapper

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

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

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

This rap is supose to be funny but im no kevin hart

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Your the type to act like a rapper,

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Im cloaking sober, "im not a killer" i told her, but i influenced, like a devil on a shoulder

Notice me for who i am, going headstrong as a determined ram. no capacity for

I cant say im a rapper

And i ain't frontin for her

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

But i still know how to rap like you wish you could