This is a song about "Terrible rappers"

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/

And that's just unacceptable, when terrible shit like mine stays inaccessible

Mines terrible, its uncontrollable, telling me to stop killing, well bitch im nonnegotiable,

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

I'm the buster of rappers.

Oldest nation on this earth

With you going through more terrible times.

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

I felted terrible, because all i did was making her feel worse.

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Antonym of amazing faggot you're terrible

Teach wack rappers how to spell

Burberry, quite a hell