This is a song about "Ready to snap"

I'm a rap professor ready to test ya

Our history that they stole, africa

But im sittin' cool ready to refrigerate

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

And that maybach, let me take em way back

I'm back a monsta, ready to attack.

The life of politician, ready to campaign

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

And im ready to eat

This is the concrete

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

Enemies right outside, everyday i'm ready to die./

She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

But i wasn't ready to look in the mirror, but wasn't ready for my father to die,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry