This is a song about "Im rapper"

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

The athiest rapper, ak's craziest rapper

Yo this is a rapper?

That damier bag i bought her

You told me god was the answer

I aint really a rapper

I wish i would start to fly, but i'm just forced to sigh as my life continues,

Im not sad or blue im fucking black and red dude rip a rapper up like old news

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Im not really a rapper im more of an artist

With that gorgeous face, i don't know your name, it ain't important babe cuz i'mma call you mine

Flippin like a kilo/ im dippin like ur ken folk/ ur a hill billy rapper/ im killin this rhyme

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

Marc jacob the makeup she givenchy consumer

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Im a rapper without a crowd to make me feel proud