This is a song about "Really mean rap"

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Because school is really dumb i mean whats the fuckin point

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Every thang i spit i really mean that shit

And i mean really write

Always strap so i was alright

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Ones but i didn't really mean it i wish i could go back in time lord and apologize

With this really awesome cuss rap

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

With funds, im really sicka the drugs i mean im truly addicted

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more