This is a song about "Wannabe appropriate for"

Lost in the lack of appropriate answers to my many simple questions,

Would it surprise you if i told you all of the black inventions?

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

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

I just wannabe an inspiration, i want to be known as a rapper of the new generation,

It ain't where i been

Looking for reception

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

And concentrate on the formation of appropriate quotations

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

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

I haven't been living, surviving is appropriate to say