This is a song about "Proving you can rap"

I've been made angry now i rap double what you can.

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

I rap like the god you can call me zeus,

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Here you go, it's your rap, you can have it back

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Surely you can rap better than this right?

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

If we can rap thats all that matters,

So you finally got the nerve

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

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

You think that you can rap man? shit,don't make me giggle

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official