This is a song about "Imma rap with them"

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Try to stop me imma leave you with stitches

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,

And an attitude, cuz imma badder dude, feeding the rap fiends

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

I dont have to rap with you so imma take it to the basic

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Just here to rap them songs

And of course, my car's off course

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

I told them keep picking on me imma run this place

All you wanna do is get that stick

Imma make this rap go high by magic

But with foolness you're injected, so imma leave your hart to yearn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern