This is a song about "Tyler rapping"

No days off and that's even on a snow day

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,

While im rapping flows on beats

Little more weed, first class seats

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out

I love the way you're standing

I am capable of rapping,

Just got to keep rapping

Bun b, i’m underground king

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

What you're lacking is good rapping/

My records sell, yes sir

Why so serious, tyler

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?