This is a song about "Rapping a bad rap"

I got an epidemic in ma blood called a rapping

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Rapping like a bygone

December 4th a star was born

You best pay up i don't rap for free, i'm sick man probably got a bad disease

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Y'all brainwashed me bad to think that honky's rap

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

I shine, rapping bout how rap is mine

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

And make it rain bad before you're main sad rap

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Then i discovered rap-ping

I got soul, there's more in store

I'm a rapping neanderthal