This is a song about "Rap generators"

Top dropped down, black on black

Ill end you will to rap

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

You, you, you have to pay for that

I don't know how to rap,

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Money fast like eminem's rap

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Still unravelling rap

Whether teddy or pat

I just wanna be higher than that

He finally begins to rap,

Or let the mob handle that

Here come a technical rap