This is a song about "Roasting these bums"

I'll manhandle these fucks / the rhino almost damn trampled these ducks

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I'm everything that they call nice

So ill get up and spit these

They had discovered how matter can't be broken, now them bums

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

I'm calling these shots i'm jumpin these charts

All on the furniture with no regards

Over these mattresses,

See boy she been in love

These punchlines deliver

But c-can't look up in that mirror