This is a song about "My rap is sick"

Fuck rap i'm sick of this!

I'm just trying to focus

The real muscle in the message of that

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

She crazy, that stalker shit

My rap sceme is erratic

My rap is a world-wide echo

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Rap so much, make niggas sick

My flows so sick when i rap i need nurses,

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,