This is a song about "Steven is a bad rapper"

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Fucking hell what a rapper,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Your favorite rapper is a wangster and you just

And that i spent the night with her

I aint really a rapper

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

My gramma say you wanna be a rapper

Rhyming unwittingly this is just the daily for a rapper

You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter

My name is chris, i'm a rapper, and caucasian,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

//audio recording is very bad i fucked up a lot