This is a song about "Mmm raps"

Writing raps like psychopaths

Man it’s the killer tracks

Know it good when she go no hands

You got apps to vote for those raps

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

She whimpas as i reside my fingeras for a taste "mmm dinner".

I spit raps like tobacco

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

I don't make fake shitty one syllable raps,

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

I can only construct raps

They just wanna dance

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps