This is a song about "Rap my ghettto"

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

My rap sceme is erratic

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

So i guess my habitat is this rap

Well, i can handle that

To every verse of my rap

Can't even rap anymore,my teeth are giggling,

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

My rap does sound stupid,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

To rap to my full potential