This is a song about "Insult rap"

Plus haters don't faze me, they insult, but they can always be

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

I got great aim though, don't insult me

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

So i'm one with that

They told me i can't rap

You do not diss us, to warn we we're not insult takers,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

And sense when because i rap,

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