This is a song about "Tyler bad rap"

Why so serious, tyler

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

I can't rap to this beat anymore, it's getting me to gag bad,

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

In this game rap im on top of that its not that bad

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

You are bad why would you rap?

You, you, you have to pay for that

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

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

You best pay up i don't rap for free, i'm sick man probably got a bad disease

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees