This is a song about "Owning raps"

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

A rational b j given by your raps

But you don't have a chance

I can only construct raps

Now if you give us a chance

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

I destroyed it with my raps,

He just get her bigger bags

Your holy raps are to me

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

For the low that nine cheap

For some who raps so petite

An ability conversion of rhymes and raps

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance