This is a song about "U think i cant rap"

As i end my rap, i showed u whos the king,

Put a little twist in her hips cause i'm watching

And yea i know i cant rap

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Then i cant believe you think you young and tripping

You know that love is a very serious thing

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

I hope u consider this rap a roast

She likes the way it hits her lips

No....u cant handle these weapons!

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

That dont mean i cant rap like im bulletproof

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

I lead on record's dedicaton for makin' better music is now

It's over blaw if u wanna rap come to me i will show u how