This is a song about "Wasteman raps"

This raps probably wack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Act bad & outrageous / when i kick my raps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

He raps fine lines he knows he raps tight

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

You cant make a dime with your raps

My raps will rape your raps in both of their asses!

Together all the timethought it was true love

Writing raps like psychopaths

She do it with no hands

Careless world drop, pewm, then im out

Im gonna teach raps nothing without

I'm a beast with the raps,

Living out of bags