This is a song about "Q rap"

Whether teddy or pat

And sense when because i rap,

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Which makes me hustle my q

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Imma spit this angry rap

Now you got me hopped up on that

I'mma sign that work and release that

Here come a technical rap

Can't win with a passive attack

With this really awesome cuss rap

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

My money for them q backs but you do not get to throw