This is a song about "Stop freaking rapping"

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

But these freaking hispanic's won't get off my back

Love smothering widows til they freaking under the sheets

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Just cuz u smoke nigga, doesn't mean you a freaking og.

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Write how to stop rapping like a piece of cheat

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Put that pussy right up in my face, i remember, the way she put it down

I will not stop rapping till haters are on there knees giving me a crown

You're bruce jenner, confused with your true gender so you freaking run

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

I must go like fly route

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Not that this ain't lucrative, but i just need your energy

Got'em writing bars to send you the freaking penitentiary