This is a song about "Tyler can t rap"

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

That no one can sit through like rap traffic.

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Can you rap, or do you just talk shit when you spit?

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

The one who can´t even show a real smile

We about to set this bitch on fire

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

I can knock out eminem and become the new rap chartist."

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

Now you got me hopped up on that

He said damn that kid can rap