This is a song about "Rap racks"

All i got is fuckin racks

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Ill end you will to rap

Or let the mob handle that

God damn pull out my racks

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

My racks was really stacks of novels and rap posters

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

And, niggas cashing out racks like im hitting the lotto

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

I don't know how to rap,

Cause we done did that

To every verse of my rap

I don't know why i'm even on this track

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps