This is a song about "Rj can t rap"

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

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

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

This is why her nigga mad

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

If we can rap thats all that matters,

Spending all this time thinking that you can rap

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black