This is a song about "Lying niggas rap"

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Down to your groin and mothafucka i ain't lying,

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Rap so much, make niggas sick

You just do your thing chick

Lying bout the casualties

Cause there could never be peace

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Then again you might be lying

But he don't rule a thing