This is a song about "Tribute rap"

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Big too for the tribute and homage of their energy/ freestyle the greatest/ dope haters/

And sense when because i rap,

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

I'm cruising through this smooth rap

So i'm one with that

Ill end you will to rap

She was wet off the bat

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

It's all good, finna dog that

With this really awesome cuss rap

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,