This is a song about "Learning to rap"

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

Well baby bot there ain't no question

While i'm learning my lesson

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Exploring ourselves, learning, painting, and singing

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

Where we spent days learning to spell dog

And i'm the super-learning device.

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Something is burning my mind is turning but this guy's got to be learning

Smoking weed and listening to rap

The bummer is the fact that i'm black