This is a song about "Jamie is bad at rap"

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

My rap battle win percentage is at a hundred

Do it to attack and rap about the bad times, sadness

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

No car key and i mean that

You are bad why would you rap?

Baby you so fine

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

My style is the newest, at rap i'm so fluent, everyone else is my pursuant

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

At 1 minute and 17 seconds, is when this rap i'm ending

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

"is it cause he's bad" no

Then i'm back at it, back in hazmats, breaking bad addictions back, im a rap addict"

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick