This is a song about "Welcome to the rap game its survival of the fitest do or die look i was gonna go easy on yo but you know my heart more than i do you know i got the game starting in your place as rap god"

Look, i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

But i do go to put my keys in the ignition

I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I'm actually backin up the shit i rap, kid you never do

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Rap game? i can't blame her; i claiming the game changer

He don't do the same

That you call the rap game

But i know its not a game

Well, brenda's barely got a brain