This is a song about "Lyrical rap about tough childh"

You talkin' like a backpacker, you ain't know shit about rap,

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Psychedelic influences cast me into a lyrical rap school never mentioned,

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Sometimes rap about slinging dope

In her defense she a part of the crowd

To make what i write worth to rap about

Think about it - in his profile picture lookin tough

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Tearing this beat up, tough tough,

Niggas talk with limited service