This is a song about "Softly raps"

The birds i knew flip birds

Killin em softly with words

To carry 'em softly, not any of my friends stayed there,

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

A rational b j given by your raps

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Quick with the intricate raps

Living out of bags

If i don't make that man there dance

Enough of the weakened raps

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

My rhymes flow softly but intensely i'm ghostly,

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

I destroyed it with my raps,