This is a song about "Little kids rapping"

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

As i said, i'm evil, my rhyming ain't feeble, i knock the beatles of the charts

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

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

I only got four minutes

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Bun b, i’m underground king

Don't speak when i'm rapping

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Hey yo i once was a kid with the other little kids

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope