This is a song about "Rappad not making clean raps"

Excuse me miss i’m not making excuses

How i do itthinkin' i'm new to this

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

From an african american stance

Can not see .. why y'all keep supplying the raps

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Not even twentyone and your making me wanna be an alcoholic,

Your raps suck, yeah your raps can suck even when your not suckin on a sucker!

Am i cheating on this woman if i'm gettin' naked pictures from another