This is a song about "So you think you can rap"

Cos you fags think you can torture me again well then

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

You snap out det trance and now finally you can think

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

Can you rap, or do you just talk shit when you spit?

I think its love dont you think so

Word, absence will make the heart grow

She might be goin' home with me tonight

So, actually think before you write.

Talk sharp like a razor blade

You can think i'm a fake,

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message