This is a song about "Shit at rapping"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Though, to get back at point you suck at rapping

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Gaze at the wastebasket, amazed at the way that shit

I fathered the game, feel like i'm watching my sons floss

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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.

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

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

This rapping shit is all mine so bitch step back