This is a song about "Rap to this shit"

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

As i was sayin im the king of this rap shit

Watch me blow like i exhale this rap shit

Or never say never though i admit

This rap shit is systematic

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

This rap was pretty shit,

Maybe i should stop with all this rap shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

In this rap shit i run on foot from coastline to coastline a fuckin' thousand times

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that