This is a song about "Rapping at the camp"

Or something that you paid for

Cuz im the female rapping master

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

And compare the way you talked then to how you're rapping

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

All the time i missed in rapping

That don't mean you gotta stop dancing

Mainstream, rapping by the kilo

Hit the club she drop it low

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,