This is a song about "They can t rap"

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

When i listen to famous rappers they explain how the rap game can be tough

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

They try to say they can rap but dont touch my attack

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

You females don't understand i'm in no mood for games/it's a damn shame/ how

Sayin' they can rap better then nas saying they contenders/ not me i wish but not now/