This is a song about "Mark not a rapper"

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

All you need is a little spark to make your mark

Though. i got that liquid courage and aspiration, take your girl maker her bounce

When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth

No flow, not a real rapper, can't handle a beat

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

I may not look like a black rapper

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Im not a battle rapper but i am an axe wielding maniac,

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

I know i'm not the best, maybe i'm not a rapper but a guest

Ya'll wife and white knight her

I aint really a rapper