This is a song about "Rap bitch"

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Fuckin myopic bitch

Bitch im a hella stella, i can rap this shit acopella, but just note to self i never-ever tell ya

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's backand i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughing at cha

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

Listen bitch,rap battle is for emcees with zeal

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

I never chose rap, i guess it chose me, im done with this bitch ass, he aint no mc.

But bitch i found color and i integrate it into every rap i write/

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Wanna rap battle? bitch you got some nerve

Talking about the god you serve

It's part of battle rap to say "i grabbed yo girl and i wrecked that bitch"

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Call me sire cos i'm a rap blessing bitch

I broke mama heart with no college