This is a song about "Proving you can rap"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

U can rap fast with practice

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

I gesture when i rap you can call me a handyman,

You can run slash rap fuck this fuck that, but i'm here dodgin every punch and crunch you have

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

You think you can rap about killing these bitches

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

But they’re overlooked in rap as far as you can see,

Now hope, that you can recover from the smother of my rap attack/

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Can't win with a passive attack

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

I can rap and make you feel a capsule going down your tracks