This is a song about "Nigga stop trying to rhyme"

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

All you do bum around, yea quit trying to stop me

Stop trying to play dim, no truce or alliance

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

I'm just another white nigga that's trying to delight

For me to manufacture a rhyme/

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Niggas ah and ooh god can you stop trying ta win

So it's time for me to stop writing, or i'll roast the rappers that's trying.

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

You see i peeped it, pussy is power

Nigga that's like trying to bake with no flour