This is a song about "Rap fray"

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Bad misplay, im lost in fray, maybe one day

Ill end you will to rap

You know, work that

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

Each pray, you fray, molds you like clay, thought it was a play

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Top dropped down, black on black

Still unravelling rap

This is the pinnacle of rap

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

I don't know how to rap,

I know what you do with that