This is a song about "Rap shit"

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Rap nah man that shit is lame

Your body's right as rain

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

I live in reality, rap some real shit

You talkin' like a backpacker, you ain't know shit about rap,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

...mist of rap...whatever, it don't matter, shit

Watch me blow like i exhale this rap shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

It shows i know a bit

This rap was pretty shit,