This is a song about "Rap about snickers candy bar"

Rap about life, and tell me about the life you had,

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

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

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

With a snickers cause you're not you when your hungry

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

Point being don't rap about problems, rap about solving them

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

We running that show all around the globe

Sometimes rap about slinging dope