This is a song about "U can t rap"

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

I hope u consider this rap a roast

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

U can see me walking u can see me jogging talking to myself

Shout out my nigga miles

Guess u know that i can win fables

I know u are better than me to rap

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

D j t j is here to save all of rap