This is a song about "Raps take no skill"

Your raps are horrible take a fucking rake

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Bitch take back your raps before i eat you like poppycock

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

After that i started writin' raps, when people said "there's no life in that"

Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers

All these other rappers to you they're no par, skill discrepancy you spitters are so scarce

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Member no coupon call me a neutron i'll take you out, no

I don't take shit i make raps and spit them heinous

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

Coming to enslave and take my raps to the rappers hall of fame

Come and see what i'm about, pull your hair you say my name