This is a song about "Rappin"

I'm rappin soul in my scriptures, torah,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

I grab the mic, rappin' tighter than a christmas present,

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Feelin like fuck this, rappin this sus shit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Eye of the tiger, no i'm never lying

She just keeps singing rappin and rhyming

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

So when you come around here don't be acting silly

I will never stop rappin to you haters because it's my alacrity,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Keep rappin about green cause you're gettin stoned to death

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Rappin is my profession so i always come up with fresh shit.