This is a song about "This freshman cant rap instead its crap"

Twista finna get up on the track

Matter fact, your last rap sounded like cow crap.

This site cant fuck with me,i wrote this in my slippers, eating rappers like its dinner

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Its knotted in a knot this fucking rap was straight carnage.

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Uhh i cant handle the crap i get from home

Crap thank fuck for underground rap,

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

In this game called rap its skill that we lack its not about progress

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Fucked you in the bar,this rap drink you cant have it