This is a song about "Rap style"

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

My style is the newest, at rap i'm so fluent, everyone else is my pursuant

Run for cover and return fire

I'm glad you didn't part kurt cobain style

It's real dog, i live in the fire

They just hated my style,

Your in the ocean swimming doggy style

Aren't you somethin' to admire

Indeed its curtains my style venomous

But most times darling the sequel sucks