This is a song about "Rap like rap"

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

I'm rap dictator like fidel castro

Cause i'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

We dig the plot and never bury pot

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

My rap is like a gunshot

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

I don't like y'all rap topics and y'all rap logic,

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

Don't yall like when shakie screaming i gotta rap