This is a song about "Rapping kids"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Why are the little kids having little kids

Just got to keep rapping

Let my angel sing

I only got four minutes

Stories we were told as kids

But he don't rule a thing

That i started rapping

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Cuz im the female rapping master

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

But it aint gonna happen while i'm rapping

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

I wanna feed my babys kids