This is a song about "Rap and deperation"

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Just emerged and already rap circles

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

And crap rap took off and flew/

Is because of you

And my rap is a lecture

That i will leave earth with her

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Genuine leather ill be the glue that bring reality and rap

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that