This is a song about "New at rapping"

Money ain't a thing

Don't speak when i'm rapping

I am rapping like a real mcee or at least a man, not like a dame

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

I be rapping at you niggas like a lampoon

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

This can be used as a guide to new rappers to see what level they are at.

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Though, to get back at point you suck at rapping

And this will be the song that we sing

I am capable of rapping,

Get off a key like i can’t sing