This is a song about "Rap better than you"

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Just to show them im better than all you fucking traitors

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

You wanted this pg but i'm still better than you

He was better than you, but that nigga still couldn't stick me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Better than the rappers that you listen to, i'm dissin' you,

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Surely you can rap better than this right?