This is a song about "Starting rapping"

I call her, no answer

Starting to stink bury her,

Hopin' that my niggas see

Starting blowing breezy

I'm starting to seem fine,

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

Starting to imagine that i am seeing mist

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

Starting from the bottom, espn ticker

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Sitting on my baby ass starting to bawl

Secret society all we ask is trust

Slowly transforming/ i'm starting to grow dormant/

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Ever since i started rapping,