This is a song about "Stop trying to be a rapper"

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Stop flirting and trying to get with the girls i like

Your the type to act like a rapper,

Or something that you paid for

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

One choke of this you a note from mariah high

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

And life'll be a menace trying to finish the call out from denice,

So it's time for me to stop writing, or i'll roast the rappers that's trying.

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying