This is a song about "Napping"

The thing you call 'rapping', too brief 'n' he fall napping,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Getting real tired of your shit, now i'm napping/

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I make the best single syllable raps even while napping

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

Like a handless teenager fapping, was napping where'd i go wrong

Haven't felt this hungry since i started rapping, capping bitches like it was napping/

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring