This is a song about "Saying i cant rap"

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Now i got ya attention ya know what the hell i’m saying.

Gotta try not to look fake in fact

I want to change but i cant

Seeming feeble saying they peaceful people but actually cant spit

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

I understand what your saying

Where the thing is amazing

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

And yea i know i cant rap

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Sayin' they can rap better then nas saying they contenders/ not me i wish but not now/

I'm an animal i'll gouge your eyes out, sit there and watch your pussy ass meow