This is a song about "Rap ist nichts mehr mit oldschool classics"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"

Can't win with a passive attack

Still unravelling rap

You, you, you have to pay for that

I don't know how to rap,

So i'm one with that

They told me i can't rap

To every verse of my rap

I know what you do with that

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

He finally begins to rap,

And sense when because i rap,

There's crack, there's crack

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Im destroying all these rappers who think they can spit classics.