This is a song about "My rap"

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

Can't even rap anymore,my teeth are giggling,

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Im gonna kill again next time, with my another rap.

One night love: i'mma need that

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Did my rap make you mad?

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Man i can't understand if my life weren't rap,

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

Don't know rap, how will you ever get my refferences? honestly i just rap

I'm from the number one place on the map

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights