This is a song about "Shit raps"

My raps aren't cheesy, i ain't no eazy-e, that's not the shit i create

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Act bad & outrageous / when i kick my raps

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Quick with the intricate raps

Your lines define what shit is, don't mistake them for raps

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

That raps and does nnnt lack at spitting nice shit

Shut up dude, your raps shit to the racist, if i were you, id be a disgrace,

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Enough of the weakened raps