This is a song about "Rappity raps"

Who stays up at night just writing raps

But i’m praying in advance

She like when i rap raps

Switch swag on you little dick fags

And my momma keep smoking that shit

From anyone's raps they writ,

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

I can only construct raps

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

An ability conversion of rhymes and raps

You got apps to vote for those raps

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

I'm a beast with the raps,

They just wanna dance