This is a song about "U r still a baby in rapping"

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

I got an epidemic in ma blood called a rapping

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I'm still just a baby

You nerds r delicate rap u failed in it

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

That means that i ain't rapping for fame, and i still got many raps in store/

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Im a move to the beat u fools r sweet

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I'm still holding in the tears for u and me

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

U thought me a fool,u sit in a pool..