This is a song about "Not making a rap song"

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

And im making this song just so i can remind you

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

The whole essence of this rap song

Then start to sing a song

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I'm not a chicken, and i'm sorry that this rap is late,

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Closest thing you get to rap is listening to that song

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Not a softy, your rap is faulty