This is a song about "Rhyme rap"

And i need you to show me love

I should rhyme rhyme with ramen noodles

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

I don't even know how to rhyme i don't wanna rap no more

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap

I can rap about facts that matter and rhyme

I try not to obey them at anytime

For me to manufacture a rhyme/

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

And actually put out a rhyme

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/