This is a song about "Stop rapping please"

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out

Fighting vicious like please

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Ever since i started rapping,

Don't want to be the king

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Hand over the knife please

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

What you're lacking is good rapping/

I'm lyrically destroying my opponent and now he's like "please stop!"

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

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

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

As soon as you beg please, i'll stop and let you bleed,

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried