This is a song about "Rap about r"

We all dream one day we kings and queens

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Let's see you rap about something other than what you spent

All the other trash ya rap about i betcha lack

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

I don't fuckin' rap about any drugs that i don't do,

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

This rap may have been short but you've been taught about real rap

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

But this rap isn't just about you