This is a song about "Rappin"

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

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

Back when kids used to say "nigga, i'm rappin', hip-hop rules!"//

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Go where you ain't been

To hear the rebel rappin'

Peabody street venturing off georgia

I'm rappin soul in my scriptures, torah,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I met zylo, now i'm rappin wit him.