This is a song about "Rap shit"

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

This rap shit til the death of libertines

Dreaming of being the best at this rap shit

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Dreaming of being the best at this rap shit

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Deezy, runs this rap shit,

This rap shit to easy

They say nothings ever free

I know the world been waiting for that

Im made of just rap no quire shit.

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say