This is a song about "Rapping and sneakers"

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

I've been rapping, tapping, and clapping ever since the middle ages,

Ill beat 'em up till they see the blood seepin' and their sneakers smudged

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

1:25 and i'm rapping on my laptop/

And if i continue rapping, then you raps "will never happen"

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

And typical lyricists rapping about silly shit,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Boobie gave me the game, change to give me some sneakers

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

I'm a thinker and seeker while the rest pull out heaters for sneakers

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

But this is rap pad and you're just rapping