This is a song about "Niggas tellin me i cant rap"

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

You tellin me things that switch up my style, i dont need that

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,

That dont mean i cant rap like im bulletproof

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

I cant apparently "rap" cuz i use multi rhymes

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Ya girl tellin me im too outspoken