This is a song about "No rap"

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

Try to write a rap but i got no direction,

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing

Im made of just rap no quire shit.

Well, i can handle that

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

I do this rap shit for fun it ain't no career

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

I rap supreme no need for dreams

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

You're no rap genius, so go home to your planet venus

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Aint no normal gal learning to rap

One night love: i'mma need that