This is a song about "Me not being a rapper"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Ha, there gonna be haters saying im not a rapper but a little singer

I'm fucking asthmatic, my records problematic

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic

Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

If you're being a downer this is not the right encounter

Seen it over a dollar, got him under a flower

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

They say i spit even though i'm not a rapper

Guess i cant be me or not being me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

She did not get what being #apart #meant for me

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

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