This is a song about "Rapping horrible"

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Is my last girlfriend was horrible like hell facing the real me

Your raps are horrible take a fucking rake

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

And you look horrible, you got no fashion.

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

You'll die a horrible death, i'll keep your eyes.

A criminal grind mean hustle

Lyrically i am horrible

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out

Let my angel sing

This beat that he's rapping

I am capable of rapping,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing