This is a song about "Rap poem"

Boggled when you read a poem about me being bottled up

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Song is turnin into one long poem.

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Money fast like eminem's rap

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

The michael myers of rap,

You got reason to brag

Top dropped down, black on black

Imma spit this angry rap

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that