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

Rap nah man that shit is lame

So much to say a scrabble game

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

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

And i got that bait, they all bad

I was born to rap, i was born for that

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Cause that rap ain't gotta be for fun

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Appropriate description of his code is akin to an opiate

* amalgam digital download bonus track

I'mma kill you for tellin me that i can't rap

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

When it's time for rap this is how i handle it

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that