This is a song about "No rapping"

Only way settle my depression with rapping

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Just got to keep rapping

But it aint gonna happen while i'm rapping

And getting money is the song i sing

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

While im rapping flows on beats

Just before they seen my money in the green

Rapping is no longer just a dream,

What you say? you're a rapping freak, yeah for no doubt!

My eyes only see deez, that's why i'm young and burnt out

Don't want to be the king

That i started rapping