This is a song about "Ur raps are shit"

As i light one for ill will

My raps are just so damn ill

Your raps are as corny as nebraska

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

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

Then you must've cheated, your raps are shit, not even completed, now your

My raps are artistic

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Don’t you be holding back, your love

My raps are a bit continuous.

Because all these raps are as real as shit,

The next day you is everybody target

Your raps are counterfeit, mine are homemade

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake