This is a song about "No fake raps"

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

My raps aren't cheesy, i ain't no eazy-e, that's not the shit i create

Acting like you’re so hood, but your raps are no good,

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

I am so flexible like king kong my raps aint fake nor mock,

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

After that i started writin' raps, when people said "there's no life in that"

When their hits are lame, fake as plaster walls, no heft or weight

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

No fake doctor in my name, and it's not capped off by m c