This is a song about "People rapping"

Rapping machine clapping between

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Ever since i started rapping,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

What you're lacking is good rapping/

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

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

Only way settle my depression with rapping

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Tell me that you call that rapping

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

Spitting rhymes and rapping

I was born to do the damn thing