This is a song about "Senior who can t rap"

We never tattle, let god handle that

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

So let 'em chase love

U can rap fast with practice

What preceded was the clue

// [who can really blame you?]

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

I don't know why i'm even on this track

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

For misdemeanors, dreamer, held back ass is lowkey still a senior

He said damn that kid can rap

You got reason to brag