This is a song about "Know how to rap"

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

That you better know how to throw

The jager in my cup is licorice black

I didnt know what influenced me to rap

But you don't know how first found rap,

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

You obviously don't know how to rhyme

Let me put my funk on this one time

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

I just rap cause i'm posed to, nigga this what i know