This is a song about "Rap lyrics"

Bow down the rap god has spoke, the real harmonic praised lyrics/

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

I regret some shit i did

While his lyrics stay coded

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Every one love my lyrics

Com-pensate these lyrics

The youngest of my mother kids

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

When i ripped the lyrics

So here i am at the store for some chips

Yo i be kicking them lyrics

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

You lyrics need to be rearranged,

Do you approve of my lyrics?

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips