This is a song about "The love of rap"

I'm breathing for a purpose

Thats enough lost in lust of the love

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

I'm the type of kid that always mocks love,

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

The quintessential destruction of the rap game,

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

I started praying for the hope and the change of love

The biggies and the nas of rap masterpieces,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

//read the notes to understand the message of this rap.

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

This is the pinnacle of rap

I do it for the love of the show, i show it cause i love it

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit