This is a song about "Rappers delight"

I shoot seeds at rappers

The richest place on earth

This is everything that we call hype

I write rhymes so tight brings everyone delight

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

Hip hop isnt a blight on society, it is its fucking delight

Dmv they know me well

Teach wack rappers how to spell

Rappers try to act like me

What them tippers don't see

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Stayin' on it, while these superstitious rappers,

I'm just another white nigga that's trying to delight

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

No telling how many rappers