This is a song about "No swear insult rap"

Bigots beat 'em, impede 'em, even insult with means so cheap

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Im made of just rap no quire shit.

Bet i'm heavy with that

Sorry this is just for a rap battle no hard feelings,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Beats and rap change my life, no joke

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Shed no tears, these are my fears i bear, wear, i swear i don't know where i'm at

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

You have no rap in that pad

I just wanna be higher than that

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

My rap gun shoots no wasted ammunition