This is a song about "Not knowing how to rap"

Fuck, i don't know just how to rap

Twista finna get up on the track

Me that i need and breath, if i let you go i'd be on my knees not knowing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Knowing nothing but to chew, scratch, 'n claw,

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Three times cause fate had my side

Not knowing what to write

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Knowing that my parents do not care

Which i will then proceed to eat, not knowing

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

It's all good, finna dog that

You decide to not rap with it