This is a song about "Not a great rapper"

So motherfucka don't appear when the money's homelil' homie done grew into a big dog

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk

It's a no shit i'm provoking, told u before "i'm not a rapper"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)

Baby, you know who you are

Fucking hell what a rapper,

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Yo this is a rapper?

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Ha, there gonna be haters saying im not a rapper but a little singer

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

I'm caged up in state prison

We are on a great run

I aint really a rapper

Jt: didn't get a gift for her