This is a song about "Starting a rap buisness"

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

I can tell that you starting to sweat, so ill smoke you out so your no more than a rap cadet,

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

This is not rap ending that's a movie starting

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Starting blowing breezy

No it ain't easy

Here come a technical rap

Well, i can handle that

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap