This is a song about "Raps are weak"

My raps are nothin but dope.

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

And real bitches don't respect you

Your raps are all askew

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

People words are weak like some snow

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Your raps are monotonous

The weak are taking uppers to reduce bad sweats

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Your raps are counterfeit, mine are homemade

At an extremly alarming rate

My raps are composite, solid "juju"

I gotta tell you that my love is true