This is a song about "Wannabe rap that appropriate for school"

I'm sorry kid, but you asked for it with that lame ass rap.

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

I don't have to write a rap for you to recognize that

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

School is for fools, bitches, fags, tools

That high school sounded cool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

You're just a wannabe

Let me rideuntil i get free

I was born to rap, i was born for that

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Time to say good buy, but can't do that,writing another verse for sake of writing my rap,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

You give me that crap, so you can’t say i rap for shit/