This is a song about "Raps about confucianism"

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

I destroyed it with my raps,

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out

This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

I don't make fake shitty one syllable raps,

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

You cant make a dime with your raps

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Thinking they’re so macho with their mindless raps,

Enough of the weakened raps

If i don't make that man there dance

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Cause you're a weak ass rapper that just raps about hoes