This is a song about "Rapping to inspire"

Simple lines to golden from rapping and ish

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

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

You wrote that big shit but nothing is related to rapping.

You inspire me to write

Working day or night

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Rapping turned to my benediction, bought books only nonfiction,

So to refrain from going crazy i just keep rapping

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

Quit rapping and go back to sucking dick

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Until a will of desire, gives a right to inspire

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

Mohammed got a little mac, don't get your shoulder popped

Quacking when i'm rapping sending back them to their lame pond