This is a song about "Reinaldo thinks i can t rap"

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

I've been made angry now i rap double what you can.

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

If lay-low thinks he can start shit, well i'll tackle him,

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

And anybody who fucks around and thinks they can go dissin' me,

People love hodgy i hate you though

Thinks they can play in my m-o

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I can rap from summer-time to when the snow is glistening

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

Yea i know i can't rap, but at least i don't act like i can.

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

It's van scoy, told you i can rap