This is a song about "Wannabe approp"

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Get the fuck off my case, why are you wannabe rappers in my face

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Of wannabe rappers, go all the way around, and up to the top, climb my way into hip hop,

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You're just a wannabe

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

See. they say i'm a wannabe forget that i'm a gonna be. say hay

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Distractin' half of the crap rap wannabe rappers, mad reactions,