This is a song about "Rhyme rap"

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

Hardest mothafucka on this rhyme.

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

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

I should rhyme rhyme with ramen noodles

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Making my brain hard to rhyme

Cause, i need that one good time

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

And live a life of rhyme

You're lyrically outweighed, so afraid that i'll blow your rap up with a rhyme grenade

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make