This is a song about "Skinny rap"

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

I'mma sign that work and release that

And sense when because i rap,

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Hooking up with the girl that was skinny and goofy you ask

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

What influences you to rap

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

You ain't gon find that

Still unravelling rap