This is a song about "Shitty rap"

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

You're just the same, vapid and insecure and shitty to hear

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

It was shitty without a doubt

Got it on lock, you just locked out

You bitch,your bars are like shitty first grader

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

You're mascot cause when i here your shitty songs i just yawn