This is a song about "Matteo likes to rap"

The problem is that his subconscious likes to wrap

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

What influences me to rap

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Maybe the killer likes to eat people for brunch

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Dont need consent to rap

Or let the mob handle that

You know, work that

Ill end you will to rap

I got a bad bitch and she likes to get dirty, i got my own swag and you know that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad