This is a song about "Rapping about rapping"

Spitting rhymes and rapping

Mr. pacquiao, i'm packing

I am capable of rapping,

That don't mean you gotta stop dancing

Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high

Im rapping about death cause im really that type of guy

Rapping is my only remedy about to leave a legacy

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Meek milly racked up racked out

To rapping about, what im about

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

There was rappers rapping about gangsters and their pasts

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

To feel a bit rapid, about rapping