This is a song about "Shitty rap"

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

It was shitty without a doubt

In her defense she a part of the crowd

Bitch, they call it motor city

Your rap is so shitty!

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

You bitch,your bars are like shitty first grader

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Less shitty whites bragging how there parents

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

I want to be the greatest of this shitty generation.