This is a song about "My last rap"

Matter fact, your last rap sounded like cow crap.

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

I never quit never fell ,i became a rap master,oh ya well last massage to teachers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

It's my last chance and determination is my virtue.

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

I was stuntin last night, won a rap battle fight

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

My sister was sectioned january last year,

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

You heard my name in my last rap but not my story

Says his lyrics was making me numb well that was pretty dumb, his last rap

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag