This is a song about "Raps that break raps"

Enough of the weakened raps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Living out of bags

She like when i rap raps

But also tell him that his raps are very respectable

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

At the fact that your raps more monotonous

Its coz my raps are breezin cold, that you didnt know

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

You hear that swoosh? my raps flow like a breeze.

Not likely like stay long please