This is a song about "Sometimes when i rap i feel like i was ment to do this"

When i came to the exchange i picked it up i said yup lets do this

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

I was made to do this shit like a used plunger.

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

I'll tell you baby that we're through

What was i suppose to do?

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

There's no soul, i feel like all of this rap is hollow,

I was forced to write this, normally i don't feel this vibe shit,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

I was put on this earth to write about how i feel/

I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here

Wait,why i suppose to feel like this,

Pocket racked up all big faces

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Sometimes i feel like i'm just bein' pulled apart