This is a song about "No rapping"

And hope they like what you rapping,

I was born to do the damn thing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Only way settle my depression with rapping

I am capable of rapping,

In my drawsring, ring, ring

I do the right thing

Don't speak when i'm rapping

Yea, i been humble too long

I'm done, no more rapping i'm gone

That i started rapping

Don't want to be the king

Money ain't a thing

Spitting rhymes and rapping

No matter the votes i am still rapping till the end

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend