This is a song about "Isaiah can t rap"

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

I can knock out eminem and become the new rap chartist."

If the rap community can learn to coexist

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

That no one can sit through like rap traffic.

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

I can already tell this rap battle is his mission,

Gotta try not to look fake in fact

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man

I've been made angry now i rap double what you can.