This is a song about "Rapping someone"

Did someone slip me fucking cyanide?

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

What you're lacking is good rapping/

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

I just want someone to listen

And i am one of one

Why dont someone do something

I was born to do the damn thing

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Time to go find someone new

And word i blew off herb i grew