This is a song about "Sucks at rapping"

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

If i don't get props for my rapping, #colons will launch the #fire #at you/

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

That's why it sucks so bad

Try to jack and i will attack

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall