This is a song about "My raps good"

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Level eleven, my raps from heaven

I ask myself "what influences my raps?"...

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

But,my raps scar and kill,

Lady at the frank stand will

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

My raps are just so damn ill

I'm gon remember her, but still

She do it with no hands

And even worse my raps

My raps are nothin but dope.

I fucking hate this job