This is a song about "Rapid"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

To feel a bit rapid, about rapping

I was born to do the damn thing

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Well i nab at a rapid rap, out of habit i stab it

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Lyrics fire and induce you in rapid succession

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

So i'm spittin' rapid fire for there own benefit