This is a song about "My raps are crazy"

Drop the pen, bitch my raps are fucking deleterious

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

It seems like my raps are all about rage

With foreign names, valet the range

Non stop, my raps are gold, take 'em to the pawn shop,

So take the stage just show me what you got

My raps are unreal, cuz i fill them zeal

She said my love is outta here

Too perfect they think i'm bionic my raps are super sonic

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Thoughts are crazy on a level never settled in my conscience

My rhymes are crazy and my skills incontrovertible

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

I am incredible my raps are legible,

I don't care if the heat i throw is unbearable