This is a song about "My guitar"

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

I can play binary search better than guitar

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior