This is a song about "Let s rap"

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

No need to cry, i won't let rap die, i just want you not to deny/

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

The outline which you n****s out dated

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

I said i'm hurting her

Let me be your rap teacher

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

Begging me to quit rap, but i'm just not ready to let it loose for her

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time