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

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And i'm not your average rapper

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Not a choice but shows being careless,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

I'll spit hot fire lyrics, but i'm not a rapper though

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

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

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

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

We don't know what to say to the damage we stay silent like a mouse

It's a no shit i'm provoking, told u before "i'm not a rapper"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"