This is a song about "Spitting that rap"

I don't make rap i'm just spitting the real facts

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Spitting out the shit that makes me sick

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

My flow kinda chilly because i be spitting that snow

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Spitting lyrics that will eventually bark

Is it true you did a flick with janet jackson?i can't sleep! they takin polaroids

Been kicking and spitting commiting and give you a reason that you can jus make me your choice/

Spitting like im the true rap god, hop in my astro pod, launch, im fucking extraordinary,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

So step back sacrap an resite your rap, come spitting back when ya got something decent not whack,

A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did itthere's no way i can pay you back

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack