This is a song about "Shit at rapping"

R.y.o.t., you suck at this rap shit,

One night love: i'mma need that

Shit you've read rapping from my bed

You already know you're dead

Gaze at the wastebasket, amazed at the way that shit

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

And typical lyricists rapping about silly shit,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

I've been rapping against obsessives, the ym shit talking crew