This is a song about "Rap tunes"

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

What influences you to rap

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Forging age weathering tunes with flow's waves wetter than you.

I don't know how to rap,

Top dropped down, black on black

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Snapple fact: you rather wack

I'm cruising through this smooth rap

Tryin to show off a rap

Bet i'm heavy with that