This is a song about "Rapping good"

Bun b, i’m underground king

Just got to keep rapping

I am capable of rapping,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Tell me that you call that rapping

I'm white and i'm good at rapping, so get the fuck over it,

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

I know i anit dat good at rapping...and my efforts just go in vain...

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Trap our young black seeds

While im rapping flows on beats

Do you think i should quit rapping, and fucking stick to good merits?

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids