This is a song about "That s a bad rap"

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

Got a shit flow, admitting that you rap bad, thats sad

I can't seem to get a rap that suits my rap style

I never smiled as a juvenile

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

To get them niggas while they laid back

A heart attack, son, cause a how bad that was."

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Y'all brainwashed me bad to think that honky's rap

The jager in my cup is licorice black

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit