This is a song about "Rap song"

Shit is on silent all day long

"you already wrote the gay song

Cause’ i’m the rap boogeyman, motherfucker, you’ll understand by the end of this song/

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

And, shit, here i am, writing this song

I'm just trying to find a chick that's flier than my prior bitch

This song is an atomic bomb and i'm holding rap hostage

This is my rap song, now it my vacation

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

You're listening to this song

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Your still gunna make it into my song,