This is a song about "Rap game sucks"

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Now i'm tearing apart this rap game

Its like baby of the rap game

Through all the rain and the pain

I can always depend on my mama

I put the rap game on jakarta.

Now he wants to step into the rap game

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

They say he the key to my blessings

Rap game tighter that shabazz shoe strings

In this rap game your no competition

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims