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

I could send my10 year old michael to your place to teach you how to rap.

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

He sent a subtle text, not knowing what's coming next

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Knowing you trying to hard

You shook my world and it felt apart

Not knowing what to write

Get ready to ignite

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

He aint even know how to rap, feel what am saying?

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

Not knowing he needed medicine

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Time to get my blood flowin, im colder, told her knowing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing