This is a song about "Shit rappers"

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Uhh these rappers aint shit now a days,

Talking about the god you serve

No telling how many rappers

First i have potential, now i got them answers

Killin' off everybody at the top, wack rappers,

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

Except for kid, the best that did the shit for all the wack rappers,

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Everyone thinks they will be pro rappers,

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

Making rappers go ape shit giving inspiration to live until you're ancient

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

And shit, y'all wonder why we rappers will talk money,

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

This shit wouldn't happen if famous rappers were dope,