This is a song about "Not a great rapper"

Baby you're the one

We are on a great run

Fernando blunt is a bad rapper

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Not just hoes, and lambos, in a great atmosphere

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

They say i spit even though i'm not a rapper

Just a lazy egotistacal rapper,

Good love then i can do that for her

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

Fucking hell what a rapper,

You know...you know who you are