This is a song about "Rap skill god"

I'm a rap wizard got skill and i zap with it

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

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

Im rap god you fuckin bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Rap lord i play god big hood maestro

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

I'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

In this game called rap its skill that we lack its not about progress

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Verse 2: rap is like a skill, you have to practice to master.