This is a song about "Luke cant rap"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Cant impeach me, you cant breech me,

No car key and i mean that

And it cant be overstated

Your money is spent on rap so you cant pay your rent

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Shit this rap is so great, great the king slayer cant compete,

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Now you got me hopped up on that

And yea i know i cant rap

I cant apparently "rap" cuz i use multi rhymes

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

Fucked you in the bar,this rap drink you cant have it

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that