This is a song about "Rap now"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

And now he's telling me "fuck rap" focus on history,

Now you can't sing or rap, that's a fact,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

My rap has now come to an end

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Now this rap is influenced from west, east and grime

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

I've been made angry now i rap double what you can.

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

Now we are running rap, so fuck all of you tools

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits