This is a song about "Rappad write me a song bitch"

Fuck a rap, write a song, im fed

Im trying to see her in bed

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Jesus christ of rappad, haters want me crucified,

What would be a good song?

And we don't know no right from wrong

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

I write back on rappad and get laughed at

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Rappad isn't a place for you,

Don't fuck around and make it true

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Sometimes my name's a mystery from me like a song

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself