This is a song about "Not a rapper i m a producer"

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

M a boy ,make my life unstoppable race...

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

I know i'm not the best, maybe i'm not a rapper but a guest

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

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

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

But now all changed i wanna be a dope rapper

Everynight we talked over the phone seconds turned to minutes, minutes into hours,

When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth

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

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her