This is a song about "My raps rule and your raps suck"

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

But i’m praying in advance

And even worse my raps

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Yo bring it my raps are sick and twisted

Amma change my style a bit and try to spit deep raps.

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

And remember my rule

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

My lone genius'll smash your raps to pieces/

I destroyed it with my raps,

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

But five years from now i bet she see

Your holy raps are to me