This is a song about "Insult rap"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

So come with a insult let loose wit da typing,

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

Me if i ever insult your culture or beliefs

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

They told me i can't rap

Well, i can handle that

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I got great aim though, don't insult me