This is a song about "That rap was short"

Ma rap make no sens .short line weak bars it's fuked up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

So i started to rap and 10 years later make album that was a hit.

Short tempered, at one stage he would abuse his wife so their marriage was in vain

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Rap pad was forever haunted

Or you can do better on some hate shit

When he was say rap god he was talkin bout me

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Backtracking to when rap battling was neat

You, you, you have to pay for that

This rap was pretty shit,