This is a song about "Nice rap about food"

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Rap about life, and tell me about the life you had,

Point being don't rap about problems, rap about solving them

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

I rap about the truth and nothing but the truth

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Its all about the rap pad ranks boo boo

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Cause i only rap about rape

"mommy i can rap!" oh swell son, that's nice

Before we see it's hard to live