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.

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Your money is spent on rap so you cant pay your rent

Saying i can't rap's like saying chi town isn't windy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

He aint even know how to rap, feel what am saying?

I don't echo these words there a saying,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

White people can rap why cant asians

So here i am at the store for some chips

I cant fix i cant glue it

No car key and i mean that