This is a song about "Little boys trying to rap"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

Would i rap fast or slow or a little of both, i had to think.

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

My little brother could rap better than you

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

5 fathers of rap n.w.a should teach you how to rap.nasty little spittle.

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

You're 'bout to fuckin' meet him, homie, shut up and zip it boys,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

And you can tell everyone

And, boys try to pull a fast one