This is a song about "Rap is bae"

My rap is a bio hazard

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

And thats why u seen me all over ya bae, nigga

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

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

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

So i guess my habitat is this rap

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Because this rap is like karma

My all gold rolly or the

My rap sceme is erratic

I'm doing shit i never might of did

That rap is mostly dead/

Code red, which means you go red

Cause this is the rap game.

Things'll never be the same