This is a song about "Rappin and singin"

Rappin is sess, laced with rock and yes/

Dc has never seen such progress

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Singin' to a man while they played piano

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

Rappin tappin on the left button clickin n clickin on instrumentals and beats,

It ain't where i been

To hear the rebel rappin'

Cause our weekends ain't the shit that the weeknd singin bout

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Of real spittin and rappin/ your career about to sink like a ship missin a captain

And i knew that i'd make it out one day!, rappin' or trappin'

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action